They knew the risks of that action. Just like in the desert, if you shoot at someone, they may shoot back. They accepted the risk when they went after...her, I have no regrets or remorse of the result.’ Anne simply stared at him as his words sunk in, but then another thought came to her. Slowly she walked over until she was only inches from him. She stopped before him and looked up into his face. ‘But what about you Don, what if you had been the one who was killed?’ She asked him and he could see. But, don't get me wrong. Joe wasn't allowed to put his whole dick in my ass. He was allowed to put the head and a little bit of his cock - enough to fuck my ass without thrusting it and enough to make him cum. The basic idea for the finish was to flip me over on my back and have one guy pin me down at the ankles and the other to pin me down at the shoulders and then Joe would cum on my tits, tummy, and in my pubic hair. After about 30 minutes of carefully orchestrated fucking and the other two. He only asked his detective that he be supplied the information given to her and it was duly handed to him by his detective. He didn’t ask him how he got it, now knowing that he was just too good. But he was surprised to read of the quite accurate, yet endless list of beautiful women whom he had shared intimate affairs with. As he read the names and the descriptions of his exploits with these gorgeous women he contemplated their beauty and the many fantastic sexual encounters he had with them.. I opened it quickly and moved into the dark garage. Crammed full of stuff. But my eyes adjusted and I made out the small passage by the car to the stairway door. A small amount of light was filtering down the carpeted steps from the space above. I swallowed, took a deep breath, and moved quickly up the stairs to the open doorway.It was a small living room. It was completely dark with several candles flickering. The walls were COVERED with images of Christ, the crucifixion, all kinds of Catholic.