I was tight due to lack of use but extremely wet because of who was touching me. I had been chasing this fantasy for months, watching her hit on every...one in the bar but me. Seeing her sit on other guys laps and make out with women. Almost intentionally leaving me out to tease me. I couldn’t believe it was happening. I moaned again into her neck, trying not to bite into her as she flexed her fingers back towards herself. Pressing into my g-spot “ I said.. relax”Her hands forced my legs apart,. We were both naked from the waist down and he was stronger than me so he forces me on my back with my arms up and his hands holding my wrists up over my head on the carpet while he sat on my chest,he asks me repeatedly if i give in and i tell him no while i am struggling to break free,so with one quick swoop he gets higher up and gets his knees onto my arms and rubs his cock on my face to make me give in.we were both still laughing at the situation we were in until he starts to get really. I looked carefully to determine my best route to the next Indian, and that was when I almost lost it all. That was my wife's scalp hanging from his waist! OK, this guy was in for some special treatment if I could manage it!Actually, he was within rifle range, so I debated shooting him from where I was. The more I thought about it, the better I liked the idea. He did not seem to have any idea that I was so close. He was concentrating on shooting at the house. That gave me time to line up a shot. His dad taught us how to weld ... the 3.7 fit. We sold it to the dock master ... someone saw it ... we sold another ... by the weekend we had used every handcart wheel in town and had orders for three more.“You got this, Jim?”“I do.”“Great ... build me one.”10 years later Jim was building boat trailers, big ones, little ones, retrieval trailers.Another rescue.“Mr. Howard,” I wandered into the bar.“Yes, Miss?”“May I use the radio phone?”“Yes.”So ... I called Mr. Rychert in Hobsonville.“Mr..