"Here, right here," said Janet as she pointed to where she wanted us to stand."Are you sure this is the right place?" asked my wife as she shoved her ...ands in her pockets as the wind whistled around us.Janet took out her mobile phone and held it up sideways so she could take a photo of the pair of us standing there holding hands on the exact spot where we had first met all those years ago. The spot where she had fallen and I had come to her rescue."Say cheeseburger!" she laughed as Heather and. "I think I'm safe." I reassure myself. I go back down and slip my tongue in her fat slit. "uhhhh" I knew I woke her up. "Fuck it, I'll just do it like this." I push her knees back towards her head and put my head deep between her legs. She smelled so sweet. She had that indescribable pussy smell that made me hunger for it more. I started rolling my tongue up and down her wet cunt as I spread her legs wider. She grabbed my head and started pushing my face in deeper. "Uhhhhhh, don't stop". She quickly recognized the revolver as A S&W Model 10-14.38 caliber revolver with a 4 inch heavy barrel it was exactly like the revolver she carried except it was a lot better looking. The gorgeous federal agent admired that weapon with its deep blued finish and its dark brown wooden grips.Mary knew that there was story behind that beautiful S&W Model 10 but she hesitated to ask David to tell the story. After all it may have been a sad story, tragic story or even a painful story too painful for. Who would have thought that the idea of playing Russian Roulette with my womb would have been such a sexual turn on. Yes, I had come to the conclusion that I was a nympho or that I suffered from some version of sexual addiction. I could have quit being a stripper and an escort well over a year ago and lived nicely for a few years, until I graduated from college. But I hadn't, because I enjoyed sex with strangers and getting paid for it. I loved sucking cock, getting fucked and being used.