.. YES!" My whole body tenses up in a state of rigid bliss as it washes over me.Vaguely aware of sarahs voice in the background."Oh yes......vix.........od that's hot" Im shaking with the intensity, a wetness between my legs....my juices flowing out. Sarah's voice again this time whispered "oh god yes" I 'come to' slowly, the powerful orgasm leaving me dizzy.Bertie is smiling down at me. I'm panting, gasping for breath, for the moment unable to speak, but manage a smile.....a satisfied. It does not bounce half as much as the M-16.“Yeah, but can anyone hit anything with it at that rate?” Peter asked.“There was 16 of us that put down 162 riders in less than 25 seconds.” Tony shared, “We did not know they were coming, they showed up and just started shooting during a lunch break.”“Who were the sixteen?” Peter asked.“The four of us, Demetri and five more of his Russians, Jesus the 15-year-old son of Poncho, his 12-year-old brother, 9-year-old sister and 11-year-old Cousin, Poncho. As soon as she arrived on the third floor, she faced a lobby with the logo she was looking for on the wall in the background. She approached the lobby and introduced herself to the woman behind the lobby, after which she was asked by the same woman to take a seat. There were several other girls and women sitting in the waiting room, ranging from Japanese to Caucasian.After a short while she was invited by a Japanese woman into one of the rooms down the hallway, she saw a hallway on her right. ” Stephie shrugged and looked intently at me. I looked back and gave her a small smile. “Yeah, I guess,” she said. That’s all it took for Carrie to bound off the dune and run after Sarah. I had to smile. Those two were in heat for each other. When we got on the macadamized access road, I carefully took Stephie’s hand in mine and we interlaced our fingers. She responded by squeezing my hand, and nudging herself against me. “Carrie and Sarah seem to like each other…a lot,” Stephie said, looking.