I've given a hand job and blow job or two, but those don't really count 'cause I didn't get anything out of it.I imagined some nice stud feeling me up... I'd want him to first fondle my breasts. Foreplay is important, you know. I would give him a hickey or two. Then he'd take off his shirt and I'd see how he was build like a Greek god. He'd reach down and finger me until I was wet enough to take him. I would undo his pants and slowly pull down his underwear..."Miss Dunok, is there something more. I looked at Sarah all but passed out on the sofa, she looked completely defenseless with her tits out and her legs wide open. I looked back at John, No I said.Go on mate, Bareback her. He didn't need telling a second time and without another word he buried his hard cock deep in her. This seemed to rouse her and she started to show signs of life and make noises. They started out as mere gasps but as he got going they turned in to cries and then into totally a****l grunts. She may have been. So I pulled back and gave it a more energy and it made a nice plopping sound. And I pulled back again and, this time I smacked it harder. I got really into it and her ass started to a bright red. And she started to moan more and more, “Oh yea that shit feel so good, smack it harder!” she exclaimed. So I pulled back hella far and gave her ass one last might smack, and on contact her ass jiggled like Jell-O in an earthquake. She damn near had another orgasm right there. I felt her body shudder. "You can do that?" Sure!" Béla laughed. "Once you get used to it, it feels great! And your body will just digest the bullets. It's not like you'd die, or anything..." I don't know..." Jolene murmured, not really convinced."That's all right," Béla replied, sitting up to look around the room. "Let's see what we can find..." then smiled as she spotted the glassed-in gun rack standing against the wall. "Well. What do we have here?"Jolene watched Béla hop off the bed and trot barefoot over to the.