He put a bullet right between Brotmore's eyes, killing him on the spot.I went rushing to help and found Bob looking at Brotmore and shaking his head. ...He said to me, "I'll bet he never meant to shoot me. He was too good a shot to miss at that distance. I'll bet he wanted me to shoot him. He was a dead man, anyway, either from a hangman's rope or from gangrene. This way, he doesn't have to face the pain of a ride back to Texas."I said, "Ya're probably right. At least, ya didn't mess up his face. About an hour later Wes, the neighbor who joined our little sex group a few months ago, suddenly appeared over the fence to say hello. He had been out of town and we did not expect him to return till later than Sunday evening. We invited him over to have some tea with us.He took a quick shower and came over wearing just a robe and his boxers, tossing the robe aside when he sat down. It was not unusual for us to just visit without having sex. But with him not having sex for a few days, his cock. I knew it was bad, but I didn’t know it was ‘stop having sex’ bad,” Chris said.“Nothing’s ever gotten this bad before. No matter what we choose to do we lose something. You don’t have to let us stop you, you can go back to fucking each other,” I said to Chris as he kept rubbing Stephanie’s pussy while we were talking.“Well as long as you don’t care,” Chris replied as he pulled off Stephanie’s panties and pulled her to his face by her legs. “Like we said, we’ve been waiting.We watched as Chris. He pulled out his dick and started stroking. I saw that he was almost the same size as this one, probably about 8 inches long with about the same size head. And soon after that another guy stood from behind me where there was another hole. His cock was about average, maybe about the same size as mine, but he had big balls that I knew were chock full of yummy cum. As I kept sucking the other two men instantly got hard and started stroking their cocks. I reached over and grabbed the cock of the.