"Yes I am." He was puzzled."And your last name, now, is Reynolds?" Yes, but how did you—?" And you change little Bobbie's name to Tom, Tom Reynolds?..." Of course I did. But, Sara—" Oh my God! What have I done?" Sara whispered. She covered her face with both hands and began to cry, large, heaving sobs.Dan leaned down and rested both hands on the windowsill of Sara's car. "What is it Sara? What's the matter?" You son of a bitch!" Sara turned a tear-streaked face towards Dan. "It's all your fault!". I had no confidence in my own ability to hit a target more than twenty feet away and was reasonably certain Miranda had not been target practicing. If we needed to hunt for food, the Colt Navies would be useless.We need a rifle.“Really? I can’t even shoot these sidearms you insist I carry. Why must we have a rifle?”A rifle is easier to shoot and more accurate than a revolver. We might need to shoot a deer in order to survive.“I hate this. Demon Ramie, you must talk about this with John. I. I could not believe that monster would fit in my ass. She pushed on my back indicating she wanted me to bend over. Her cock was lubricated with my saliva as she presented the tip to my asshole. She pushed forward as she entered my ass the pain began. Increasing to a searing pain as my virgin ass was being violated for the first time. There was a measure of pleasure as the head of her cock made contact with my prostate. But I was moaning from pain not pleasure and she continued until her entire. I reached down to eat while we kissed and slowly squeezed it and stroked it very gently. I could feel the precum oozing out and got it on my finger, I brought my finger up to my mouth and licked it off before going back to kissing. Tom brought his hand to my pussy and started to insert his fingers and push in and out, I took his hand in mine and pulled it out and brought his fingers up to my clit and rubbed them gently on it. He got the idea right away.We did this for what seemed like an.