And I was especially attracted to those mature women who were voluptuous. Since it was a village, women seldom wear a bra. Hence their boobs sway and ...ump in their blouse jacket. My room was in the upper story of my home near the balcony. And to my advantage, our balcony was installed with aluminum sliding windows with a glass, that allows me to watch the street and other homes in front of my own home. But the interesting part was, outsiders can not watch who is in the home. Yes, it was those. Finally she exhaled and a great long moan came out in small bursts that matched the easy tempo of his thrusts, until at last she found her voice again, genuine and girlish.“Oh, fuck me, mister. Oh my god that feels so fucking good.” She sounded nearly overcome, as if she wanted to cry. He reached forward and lifted her tee shirt up over her full breasts, exposing them for the first time. His cock grew harder at the sight of them, and she felt his reaction and gushed with satisfaction and a. I went to our dresser and got out several of Kacie's silk scarves, blindfolded my sleeping wife and bound her hands together above her head. Then I went and got her Ipod, and set it to one of her U2 playlists, I set the volume at a level where it wouldn't wake her but would drown out the background noise, and put her headphones on... There she was, all bounded, blindfolded, and fairly unaware of here environment.So off I went into the living room to get the boys.When I brought Bobby and Danny. I step around the couch, Amanda still bent over in shock looking up her daddy’s face. She can’t stop staring. I push his head forward and down putting the gun to the back of his head pulling the trigger twice. The bullet flies through the back of his head and out the front flying down and hitting him in the cock and leg. The bullet mere inches from Amanda’s face, she screams jumping back saying “WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK…….. YOU CRAZY SON OF A BITCH!” The fear sets back in as she realizes everyone.