She had a clip board he noticed, but he couldn’t take his eyes off her breasts. They looked the perfect size, not too big, not too small, just perfe...t for him to take in his mouth and pleasure. His mind raced with ideas about how he could play with her tits when unexpectedly, she spoke. “Mr John, you are next up for interview, are you okay? You look a little dazed?” “Oh erm, yes I’m fine thank you.” He replied, he couldn’t think of anything else. All that preparation, all the work for this. Half an hour later Olivia knockedon the door, somehow she looked wide awake and amazing, despite havingbeen out as late as me the night before. She was soon followed by aprocession of my bridesmaids, hairdressers and make-up artists. Thehouse was a buzz of activity, and after having a soak in the bath,everyone began fussing over me in a way a bride should be fussed overon her wedding day.A couple of hours passed as I was having my hair and make-up done,before Olivia and I went upstairs to my. I feel myself stir again, despite the two previous orgasms. I am hungry to take her, or to reclaim her, to be more precise. The cabin feels very warm after the cool night air as we enter, and the bag I carried makes a noise as I drop it. We barely touched its contents, but prepared is the best way to be.She sits down on the armchair, the same one I occupied hours earlier, and pulls off her heeled boots with a groan of relief. I reach down and undo the laces of my own boots, fumbling with the. He had no qualms about backshooting the bastard.Andy and Bob moved forward, keeping under cover. The next two shooters came into view. Short and fat was on the left and what appeared to be a half breed was on the right. Using hand signals, Bob had Andrew move right and indicated they would shoot on his countdown. When they were positioned Bob started and five count with his hand. When he got to 'two', his hand went to the Winchester and they both kept the silent count. Almost as one, the two.