Inside, I found they had all the sizes so I asked for a model 22 with four magazines. I showed the man my permits and badge and he wrote up the sale. ...He did call the local station to verify I was real. I asked about special rifles like an MP5 or something like that. I said it would be good to have something that would and did have a good swing away scope and possibly some night illumination.The man had a specially made AR15 with the scope that was both swing away and had night illumination. I. "Yes, yes!" she sobbed. "Give it to me!"I was in to the balls, so I started fucking, fast and deep. Soon we were both grunting, and I rested while she moved her pelvis to and fro and did all the work, giving herself six or eight inch rams and sobbing like crazy."Good, good, good!" she gasped.I just grunted and got back to work as she collapsed to the floor. I was buried in her and moving fast and deep when she screeched and climaxed going stiff and then soft, clawing at the tiles.I pulled it. To those that voted for the Clitorides Awards, thank you. 2013 Winner, Best BDSM Story – Chapter 31—Postcards Interlude: 25th Anniversary Cindy: Mom can be oblivious at times. She completely forgot that it is traditional for the groom to toss one of his wife’s garters. The problem was not that she didn’t have one. She had two. They were holding up her stockings. If Dad wants to tell her she is missing something obvious, he mentions stockings. Mom will give a tight smile and nod, which says. After that, we clean up, and never talk about it again, is that clear?”He didn’t answer, but did ramp up the speed and I climbed on his bed, sitting on his legs and leaned forward, waiting until I could tell he was about to blow.I had my hands on the front hooks of my bra waiting for him.“Fuck, fuck, fuck, god bless you Mom, you are so hot!”I released my bra, and the cum began to fly through the air, mostly landing on my upper body, and a little on my face. A drop hit my nose, and I put my.