Three more went into the first man I shot, who was just starting to struggle to get up. The man on the ground was screaming in pain, and had lifted hi... head to see what was going on. I thought about it for a second, and put one into his skull. Nicest thing I could have done for him at that point. I put six rounds into the front of the pickup to fuck up the engine, and leaned back to watch the road. After 15 seconds of nothing Reg and I stepped out, checking angles and going slow. No shots rang. All I could see were treetops in the dusky sky. I groaned loudly, and my cock lurched; it felt so wet and warm. Something was sliding up and down upon it, and it felt so good. I wanted to look to see what was making me feel so good. I still couldn’t; funny, but shouldn’t I be panicked about not being able to move?I ... I ... I think I was dreaming ... I was dreaming that I was getting a blow job ... I wanted to wake up. Still couldn’t move ... I felt so good ... so warm ... so wet. Yes ... yes,. So it was Don that left my thighs sticky I thought as I headed back to mybedroom. I looked at the clock and it was already after 3 and somethingin the back of my mind said something about:00 so I stripped and headedto the bathroom to draw myself a bubble bath. I quickly took a peek at mybra and the size read 38C and the panties that had stretched their wayacross my very ample backside read large. I laid in the bath taking the scents of the bath oil I had generouslypoured in. What the hell is. Try.' I drew my foot back. I'd moved to within a clear shot at her pussy again. 'She can't defend herself you monster. She can't. Kick me instead.' I gave her a glorious, delighted look. 'No shit. No shit? You want me to do that to you? Really?' 'No. No of course I don't, but my mother, my precious and dear mother who never hurt anyone, she can't help herself. She's in no position to defend herself so I have to do it for her and if that's the only way,.