Despite what my mind was thinking, my cock found her touching quite stimulating and I started to get quite uncomfortable, so her asking me to turn aro...nd came with mixed emotions of relief and worry; worry about what she would think about my semi-erect cock. I slowly turned around and to my relief she stood behind me and started to massage my head and arms. After she was done, she moved to my sides and abs. Each time she had to rub close to my waist she would have to stretch a little and her. It had a different feeling for us girls this time, though, and a different sound. Samantha had cleaned her vibrators and let us borrow them. Because Tiff and I don’t masturbate in the same way, we found two different toys that suit our particular styles. I chose a small lipstick-shaped one that was perfect for reaching the sweet spot on my clit hood; Tiff chose an insertable that was twice as long as her usual brush handle.The two toys almost harmonised with each other, with the higher and. Across the nose of the trailer he had stacked crates of ammunition, grouped by caliber. The largest stock piles were the 5.65 round for the M4A1, and the 7.62 for his AK-47's and SKS rifles. He also had a significant stock of .308 for his Remington 700. Cap it all off with thousands of .22 rimfire, 12 gauge rounds in three varieties, #4 shot for small game, 00 buck for self defense, and slugs for anything that needed killing, along with various odds and ends to go along with his eclectic. It pains me to have to end his short life.’ He explained, his voice full of emotion. ‘Then why end it? It’s up to you whether he lives or dies, right? Maybe he just needs to be given a chance.’ Raechel saw from the startled look in his eye, that what she said might have registered. She pressed on. ‘If he had some love and care and a lot of patience maybe he could be nursed back to his full strength. Maybe he needs someone in his life that understands him.’ Raechel gently stroked Wind’s muzzle.