She couldn't get the sight of Josh's big penis out of her head. She pulled up the bottom hem of the T-shirt she was wearing and slipped a hand between...her legs. God, it had been too long since she got laid!Her mind went back to her last date three weeks ago with her boyfriend (former boyfriend?) Evan Coker. They had gone to a movie and then went parking down by the river. Evan gave her a good fucking in the backseat of his car ... twice. Mr. Coker had decided Sedro-Woolley was entirely too. Yes, she was fucking hot, but sometimes I just wondered if the sex was enough to keep me with a nutcase like her. Obviously it wasn’t, and I’d chosen my path and was very much planning to follow through with it. Her friends stood around her, comforting her, consoling her and telling her the usual lies and junk about boys – ‘they’re all jerks, all they want at this age is sex, lalala’. I stood behind the lockers and listened, rolling my eyes. Girls. Damien’s party that night was my chance to. They spent about half an hour practicing traversing and firing various types of ammunition. The operation of the gun was so intuitive to the men who were acting as gunners that, really, very little practice was necessary.We did make one useful discovery. Somehow, the guns were guarded internally so that they would not fire at either truck or at the humans. We found this out accidentally when the trigger was bumped as the gun was traversing past the other truck. The gun fired as it was expected. Using the weight of his body, he pushed against the head, which stretched his waiting sphincter and glided in. My cock is fattest in the middle, so I paused about a third of the way in to let him adjust and relax, but he thrust backward, engulfing my member in his hot hole. Once impaled, he did that same hip gyration he’d performed moments ago, causing the sensitive flange of my dickhead to graze the smooth inner walls of his gut. I squeezed my ass, causing my fat cock to swell even bigger,.