“How could you not think something like this,” Béla picked up a green leather belt with a gun holster, “isn’t sexy?” She strapped the belt ...round her waist. Much too large, it slid down her legs, stopping as she bowed her bare legs to catch it with her knees. Béla clumsily pulled it back up and tightened the belt so that it fit around her tiny waist. With a little effort, she pulled the clasp loose that held the pistol in its holster, then pulled the pistol out, examining it. It felt heavy and. "You're taking the piss now love, I've been waiting here for ten odd minutes," shouted Darren down the phone, "Hurry up then, I've got things to be doing later." I could never remember him being like this. "Sorry, I'm coming," I apologetically said whilst speed walking to the front gates. Once approaching the gates, I could see that Darren wasn't alone, it looked as if a few of his friends were joining him. I ran over to his old looking car, and climbed in to the back seats. "Wow you never told. " said Carrie, and the woman complied. Carrie promptly yanked her pants down, sat the woman back down on the seat of the gondola, and started going at her with her tongue."I... uh... what are you doing?" she asked again, but didn't resist, and opened her legs wider to give Carrie's tongue access to her pussy. The sight of Carrie going at it on the young woman, combined with the feeling of Beth's dripping wet cunt wrapped around my dick, was about all I could take, and when Beth finally let. Well, come, sweetie, come and have breakfast." Eh, where are my cloths?" I thought I would clean them. Now come and have breakfast."I went into the living room and sat down at the dinner table. It was very nice with eggs, bacon, bread, yogurt and fruits. Nana sat opposite to me and poured the coffee:"Now, sweetie, your cloths will be ready for you after you have had your breakfast and a nice bath," she said with a firm voice. She didn't eat anything her self. She only had coffee. She seemed a.