The wives of the Bosses were seated at tables just in front of the head table, the tables behind them were the c***dern and lastly around the peripher... were the wise guys, solders, and body guards. If there was going to be any problems, it would come from the wise guys, they were the young up and commers most are not made yet and could be somewhat disrespectful.Grace was at a table with several single daughters, two boys eight and ten. The older girls became de facto baby sitters, so the a few. Though she was slightly older than me, I was still larger than Spring Flower. The result was that my hand had really gotten too big for the Pocket Pistol, but hers was still a nice fit. That 0.31 caliber ball did not have much stopping power unless the hit was in the head, preferably in the brain. Well, Spring Flower was not going to be shooting at any but very short ranges, so she would have an excellent opportunity to hit her target where it would do the most good.As it happened by what was. I entered in between her legs from her back. She saw at me angrily and was about to shout. I instantly pulled her panty down . It was above her knees. I put my tongue deep into her pussy started licking fast and hard.She couldn’t shout due the drilling that has happening in her pussy but by using her free arm which was on the light pushing me away and beating me hardly to stop and was trying to say something but I didn’t listen to her. She resisted more than the way she looks like but I could. - Sahith ShettyGraze your fingersagainst my skinlike a soldiercrossing a landminethrow your kisseslike grenadesinto the trenchesof my mouthcarve bullet holesonto my chestand remind meof where it hurtslet your moanssound like gunfireand your breathfeel like deathi'll comeunarmedif you promiseto destroy memake warnot love——————————The Fetish Test - FestusandersonRoll up, ladies and gentlemen it's time to take the fetish testIf you'd rather scroll down, please be our guestThe sidebar contains.