”“Give it a second. I think you’ll get used to it.”“Bob, I don't know if I can’t take it. It is so intense.” I realized that I was press...ing myself firmly into Bob, and I was now involuntarily grinding my pussy into Bobs crotch. “Shit. Oh Bob, this is driving me nuts.” My arms were tightly wrapped around his neck. I could not control my hips, I was shamelessly humping and grinding into Bob’s penis, which now was rapidly becoming hard and pressing back into me.“See, Cindy, it’s starting to feel. My life revolves around technology; I work online, chat online, spend most of the day on the phone, texting or emailing so an app that sat on my screen and let me talk to men was perfect. Plus it meant I could get to know them a bit first and screen out any bad apples (I have an unfortunate habit of attracting weirdos, apparently because I'm too nice to them).So walking along the seafront one day I found this app and downloaded it, setting up my profile as I walked my friend back to his office. "Come, I want to introduce you to my friend". She took me into a room and sitting there was this woman about 50 to 55 years old with the most beautiful legs, wearing high-heel shoes and her skirt caught well up her thighs that I could see white panties."This is ------ and she has been ooking forward to meeting you". Hell I am looking forward to meeting you, I thought. This woman stood up, about the same height as me, came forward and planted a moist kiss on my lips. God this is going to be. Not having time to ensure a team member is safe or not, Matthews is already sighting the second sniper. The enemy sniper is quick to respond but she is the faster of the two. With no time for calculations, she aims and fires. The second sniper doesn’t stand a chance as her bullet strikes his head, sending the back of his skull and brain matter splattering into the tree line. “Enemy snipers down,” she says into her mic.“Damn Matthews, cutting it close ain’t you?” Mason asks jokingly. “That.