”Mene usay kitchen may neche lita dia aur cooking oil hath may le ke us k mammon pe mal dia aur jism pe… Phir us k chikne mammay daba ke chut chat...ne laga, wo chudaasi ho rahi thi aur mera sar andar daba ke bol rahi thi “madarchod behanchod ho tum, harami tharki teri nazar thi mere jism pe, ab kha meri chut ki malaai” mene kaha “khaun ga jaan bas tu muut aur malaai nikal, sab pee jaun ga, bhosra chat jaun ga tera madarchod” phir wo ek dafa thandi hui aur mene chut ka pani chat ke pee lia us. I could already taste the sweet, salty liquid and wondered whether it would be rude to pull away before he came in my mouth. Does everybody panic about this sort of consideration, or is it just me?Vikki, tiring of giving and not receiving, lay on the tarmac between two cars. She parted her legs and smiled, and, more confident of going down on a girl since I’d managed to bring a bona fide lady lover to orgasm, I smiled at the prospect and tried to manoeuvre into place. She stopped me, grabbing. "Where are the tails?" Mom asked.Jeff reached into a bag and pulled out a long black tail. It was interesting enough, but the more interesting part was at the end that attached to the costume. There was a ring of Velcro attached to the end of a butt plug!"Is that what I think it is?" Michelle asked, looking very worried."It is indeed," Jeff said with a smile."You aren't really expecting me to wear that, are you?" she asked."Why don't you see how it works while you help Jess get her tail. The shoot don't shoot course would have to be hand-picked days because of the weather. The rifle range was outdoors too. Only the pistol range was an indoor facility. We had to qualify everyone on any weapon that I may issue them.The shotgun training was a no brainer - point and pull the trigger - a shotgun fell into the same group as hand grenades, close counted. Double 00 buckshot at 10 yards put 10 pellets in 12 inch circle, at 20 yards a 24 inch circle.I had a plan and I just needed to.