Now I had to worry about some fucker taking my new rifle.I sighed and lied, "It's an okay rifle but I sure as hell wouldn't get that excited over it."...ack ruined my lie when he spouted, "Banzai is being modest, it's a hell of a rifle..."I kicked Jack and gave him the hand signal to shut the hell up.The Butterbar commented, "Well, I just hope you're carrying something besides a bolt action rifle. We will need some firepower as we clear the building across from the hospital."I assured him of the. ..." Which was when I noticed his robes,the differences between them and the ones worn by any rangens orprylars I'd ever seen, "You're the Vedec!"?"Vedec Bariel Antos, at your service," he said, bowing in a comicallyoverdone way, and we set off down the stone path toward the temple.I'd always pictured the Vedecs as stern old men with beards down totheir belly button or mummy-like old crones who hadn't smiled in abouta century, their eyes clouded with great and important thoughts, so Iwas. For the next few minutes, she worked the vibrator between her wide-spread legs, over her lips and between them. Her breathing quickened, she began moaning, first softly, then more loudly. Her moans turned to grunts and then to throaty, quiet screams as her legs began to quiver and jerk.She came. No acting. No pretence. He knew that he was seeing a real, honest-to-god, primal, bestial, bone-shaking orgasm.He stood and looked down at her. Her vaginal lips were bright pink. There was a flush. They were a size eight one size bigger than me. I knew theywould fit but would they be as skin tight as I want? I pulled them onnoticing even at size eight they were tight."I'm a size eight but they squeeze my feet if I wear them toolong......looks like a perfect fit for you" she whispered longinglyShe was right as I zipped the zip to the very top encasing my legs inliquid like leather I was ecstatic. My cock throbbed fit to burst. Ihurriedly donned the second and came tottering to my feet. The.