My navy colt was absent from my waistband and my little derringer two-shot was no longer in my side pocket. I imagined that it was for the best becaus... firearms were not as welcome in heavily policed urban areas and there were numerous laws enacted to prohibit carrying firearms in many places with severe penalties for violators that scoffed at the prohibition. I personally felt that a lot of those new restrictions were violations of constitutional rights under the second amendment of the. " Mae lowered her body down so that her head was level with Stacy's pussy mound and slowly moved her head down to her pussy. Mae then stuck her tongue out and ran it down the length of Stacy's now mildly wet pussy while teasing her pussy with her finger. Every once in a while both of them would look up at me and at one point, Mae stood up and came over and closed my jaw because my mouth was apparently wide open. She knew I was excited and nervous. Mae then got to work eating Stacy's pussy. As I stood up my eyes fixated on his bulging boxers. I rubbed his cock through them. I could feel it jerk at my touch. I smiled. Gently, I tugged on his boxers. They slid down his legs and released his black monster from within. I came again. I was so anxious to have it between my legs and buried deep into my now cum soaked pussy.He took my hands as he backed up and sat on the small bench. His cock stood up like he had a baseball bat between his legs. I moved eagerly towards him. Placing one. Her friend, Marian, was apparently, highly knowledgeable about sexual matters, and my wife would sometimes convey some of her ‘insights’ to me as I worshipped her legs and panties.“Marian says that I should have my bottom kissed and licked. She called it ‘rimming’ Peter. She says it’s a way for a man to truly show his adoration for his wife," she said, “Perhaps I’ll let you try it one evening. Would you like that?”(Is the Pope a catholic!?)“Well, if you’d enjoy it, darling, I’ll have a go,” I.