I turned her head back toward the river. Her small body was shielded from anyone approaching by my broad shoulders. I lifted her dress.“What are y...u doing?” she gasped.“Do you trust me?” I asked.Sadie nodded her head.“Do you want me to stop?” I asked.“No,” she responded.I ran my hand up her muscular thigh and pushed her dress higher. She wore a lacy, pale blue thong. I slipped my hand inside and pulled the fabric tight against her pussy.Sadie whimpered and bit her lip."You need to keep. We figured that you needed the extra magazine capacity to put as many rounds downrange as possible. It increases your chances of accidentally wounding someone.”I growled.“Realistically, if you get close to the bad guys, they will disarm you before you get to see the hostages. They may be counting on taking you hostage themselves. This piece is to give them something to confiscate to feel safe.” He handed me an odd-looking ring. “Here is your real weapon. Think of this as God’s own Taser. This. Fuck was she ever horny. I think she was pretending that it really was him with her.A while longer, my wife told me that in her story, she chose to get on her knees and expose his big, fat cock. "I devoured his impressive member. I waived you into the dressing room with us. You closed the curtain and lay down under me."As she tells me this, she starts sucking on my cock like never before. I reach down to her soaking wet pussy and noticed that she has a steady flow of pussy juice coming from. Funny. I never smoked beforein my life, but now it seems natural. I've smoked half a pack of Capri 120superslims since waking up this morning, my mouth growing fuller and morepouty with each cigarette. I can't stop. Nervousness? I hope so, but if thatpacket they left on my bed is any indication, it's just the first of mychanges. It's an employee orientation packet, with my job title left blank.It's mid-morning. I'm hot and sweaty. It figures the air conditioner doesn'twork right now. I strip.