? She came up beside me and tweaked the silverchain.? I lurched again ? but this time Ibit my lip.? The pain and the pleasurewere merging into one. Sh... returned to the foot of the bed, staring at me, andbegan to play with herself.? Herfingertips drifted over her nipples and across her stomach, worked their waydown to her thighs and back up again to her cunt.? I don?t know how long she played, but thepace of her breathing increased and she began to tremble.? She never stopped staring at my cock. .oh God!”Pushing her against the wall I pulled down her panties. This was even more beautiful. I couldnt help myself as I pounced on her pussy with my lips, licking, sucking, biting her pussy lips. She was trying to breathe normally but couldnt, kept gasping for air, her body twisting and jerking now as I inserted one, then two fingers inside her cunt. She was whimpering like a dog, biting onto her lips to keep herself from screaming.I was mad seeing her this way, acting like a complete. That's the same massage oil I used on your brother, first night, or rather morning, that I was with him." He told me a little about that first encounter, but I don't recall anything about a massage." It wasn't exactly a massage. He was pretty hung-over, in spite of my ministrations ... it wasn't like I could see evidence of intra-cranial bleeding, but loud noises were definitely a bad idea and he was moving real slow. I was giving him sort of a sponge-bath, direly needed with as much alcohol as. The bullet appeared to hit him in the side and glance off a rib.Sanchez reacted in such a way that I knew that I had hit him, but it was not enough to kill him right then. The best I could hope for was a lingering death, which I thought was a good idea, but it was not one I could depend on. Anyway, Sanchez rode away as fast as his horse could run and I could see that he was in considerable pain. His men also left the vicinity as fast as their horses could run as soon as they heard my gunshot.I.