When Mom gave us the guns, she was adamant that we were not to use the guns to start trouble, only to stop it. When it came down to a final considerat...ion, neither Beth nor I were bloodthirsty enough to argue that admonition, and we went back to our usual activities.Along with most of the other kids at the high school, we had been troubled by bullies when we first entered school, but our reputation as the Killer Bs and our obvious self confidence soon put a stop to that. We enhanced our standing. “That last person went off in a huff because I do not partake in any alcohol and my good friend Julie is driving. We asked for a cappuccino each and still waiting for a menu. Hopefully this is not a reflection of the service here?”“No Madam, I shall arrange service shortly!” He walked away angry.Within 3 minutes they were served their cappuccino’s and the menu was presented, this time by a well dressed female attendant. Helena choose a dozen oysters Kirkpatrick, a medium rump stake with salad,. Kathrine groaned and writhed beneath the wild abandon of his thrusts, knowing that her struggles only made it worse and might goaded him into ripping her apart with his vicious jaws. Her mind was blank and her thoughts would not come. There was nothing but a great all enfolding blackness around her-the blackness and the pain that drummed into her backside with each buttock-flattened lurch he made at herWhy not! Why not! drummed ceaselessly through her tortured brain. This is what he wants, this. He whispered dirty statements in my ear, telling me I was a Dirty fuck with an angelic face and and grabbed my ass as he ploughed himself deeper inside. I looked across to my friend who was lying flat on her back, and I could see the silhouette of a man on top of her beating his cock near her face, groaning quietly. She was fondling his ass, holding her mouth open, waiting for his load to cover her face and heaving tits, or possibly waiting to swallow his cock as it erupted. I wasnt sure as I.