?Christine,? she said. His hand was dry and warm, and his fingers were strong. Suddenly Christine realized that she didn’t wear any make-up and that...she didn’t wash her hair for two days. Jake smiled again, and Christine noticed was how confident and easy this smile was. He was about 30, and there was a bristle on his cheeks which was neatly trimmed and became him very much.?Lovely name,? he said, holding her hand for a second longer than needed. ?And a lovely girl comes with it. So what do you. There was none. Both of the attackers were dead. As Garth searched the pockets of the second man, he heard a little rustle from the brush to his right. He turned to confront the barrel of an automatic rifle aimed right at his chest. The man holding the rifle sported an evil grin."Time to die motherfucker." The man snarled.As the man clenched the trigger on his rifle, Garth was bowled over by the WHAM, WHAM of a shotgun. The man holding the rifle was literally thrown off his feet. He landed in. I entered her quickly and bottomed out pressing her into the bathroom door. Her cries of pleasure must have wafted out to the hallway because there was a knock on the door. It was the groom concerned about his bride-to-be's condition in the moments before their final joining on this most important day in his life."Is everything all right in there, dearest, can I get anything for you?"At that very moment, his beloved was taking me all the way in the back end of her slit from behind and her face. She let out a soft moan aah. Omg! That drove me crazy. I slowly moved my hand towards her boobs. Her breathing was heavy. Her boobs are going up and down due to her breathing. What an amazing view. I slowly slid my hands above her boobs putting no pressure on them. She was looking at the ceiling. She was in no hurry. She was just enjoying every inch of my hand on her body. I slowly pressed her right boob. She closed her eyes in pleasure. I slid my hand onto left boob and gently pressed that..