She looks down at me and I contintue to rub and apply pressure. She sways a bit. Closing her eyes now as she continues to work me over. I'm rubbing wi...h a consistently strong hand now, not too fast, but enough to keep her attention. She stops rubbing me for a second and holds herself up on the edge of the table. Her pants are getting damp now. She has told me before that she is fully waxed herself and there is nothing more that I want to see in this moment than her soft, wet little pussy. I. It hadn’t penetrated.Of course, that didn’t mean she was totally safe. An impact like could break ribs or cause other damage, but at least the vest kept it from becoming fatal.“Your vest stopped the bullet, but you’re bleeding pretty badly from the neck,” I said.Now that I knew she didn’t have a bullet hole in her chest, I started trying to do something about the wound to her neck.I checked her car and, after a minute of searching, found the first aid kit I was pretty certain was there. It was. Everything was white and I could hear beeping coming from outside of the room. There were at least three different active monitors. Even the stitching on the mesh parts of the tent was white.“Do you think you can help her?” the doc asked.“I need to touch her, doesn’t matter where. Hand, foot, head, body. If you don’t believe me, ask Ronnie.”Ronnie gave a reluctant nod of agreement. Her gun and badge were indicators of her position. Since she sailed past the guard’s initial inspection, allowing. I'm sure he thought about eating my pussy. But, I was sweaty and dirty. I really didn't want his face down there. I just wanted his dick in me. I got the surprise of my life though when I got his jeans unbuttoned. It was like I was back in high school again laying on the couch making out like we were.I knew Chris was hard already. But, I figured I could jack him off a bit and see how big the tool was, I was working with. Give it a good inspection. Chris just smiled when I reached inside his.