He pressed his cast against the weeping bloody hole in his previously uninjured arm.He had dropped to his knees, out of shock, and to keep from twisti...g over and falling onto his back. Blood dripped down the blue of his shirt sleeve, overtaking it rather than mixing into a purple. He pressed harder. Everyone was running everywhere. Davy took the guns from Carlos who knelt down over Brett who gaped on the floor.Thanks Brett, one silver well spent on that body. Owen thought and he thought it. So much so in fact that one concerned parent alerted the old park ranger, Mr. George Ballsner of the noises, and insisted he go investigate. Wanting to keep the peace around the campground even though he could really care less, he set off to see what the problem was or at least pretend to anyways. Pulling up out front of Toms trailer in his shitty old golf cart and looking disheveled in his uniform that he clearly gave zero fucks about and took absolutely no pride in wearing that badge and. Feeling her ass in between me sent a deja vu of the future to come. Secluded around at the edge where the raging sea meets the base of huge stone bastions. Open to everyone and no one, just like her legs before me. Perfectly manicured her legs reveal a delicate flower. I hover and lower slowly down to the base of her wet pussy. The anticipation is real I can smell as I hold by the knees her legs firmly apart. They open wider to expose the beauty of her sweet lips, plump full of the excitement. I reached down to grab the handles on the bottom case to pick the two cases up at once. I didn’t flex my muscles at all, as Alex had suggested, so anyone looking could tell it wasn’t even the least bit heavy to me. I set the first one down and picked the other up with the rope handle on top to set it up against the wall with the hilts at top.The twelve-year-old girls from the forge bedroom, the one that it seems can get Alex’s metal dick all the way up in her butt, but not her pussy, said.