" Jon, I am an excellent shot with a small pistol. My husband taught me how to handle several different types. He used to get mad because I could out ...hoot him on the range with one. If you have a backup and something does happen, pass it to me and I will make sure we are safe so you don't have to worry about covering us too. I know Tiny has a gun in the limo, because I saw the stock of it under the seat when Sally got in the front." Dammit Tiny, suppose you got stopped or something? You could. All four fingers pressed between her stretched sphincter. Her thumb tucked into the palm of her hand, a little pressure from her arm, and her hand disappeared inside her own bowel.So this is fisting, thought Mandy with a sudden thrill.Mandy saw enough porn and read enough erotica to know fisting, and had always been secretly willing to try, yet despite her co-operative anal training, she'd never gotten round to trying.Mandy now sure wished she'd tried sooner. The plug she'd been wearing, that. "Fuck it," she murmured to herself and shifted forward towards him."I'm sure we could come to, erm, some arrangement," she offered, looking up at him, wide eyed. He took a step forward. His cock was now level with her face. "I'm listening," he said.Flick looked directly at the cock in front of her. It had grown another couple of inches and she felt a tingle in her pussy. Her mind was racing, "how the hell did I get myself into this situation?" she thought to herself. She was quite reserved. Now she was mouth fucking me. Later she arched back her head and allowed me to lick her hard and moans grew loud and sh wa scring at times “do it more”. As she moved out I joked “jaanu that was great, movie asar kar rahi hai” she smiled and seemed satisfied and she slid down and she was ready for more action. Once again she held my cock making it hard and asked “karoo” I said “come over me baby” and she lifted herself and positioned her cunt over my cock and slowly started to lower herself..