The clock had passed twenty minutes. His hands slowly started rubbing her body, massaging her shoulders, her arms, her back, moving done to her botto..., then down to her legs. She sighed in contentment as her muscles relaxed. She almost didn’t notice when he spread her legs and knelt between them. His hands moved over her stomach, to her breasts, kneading them gently. Her nipples hardened and she moaned gently. Anna was getting scared. She was liking this! ‘Do you want me to stop?’ Anna raised. I thought that was enough showing off and switched to the 8-shot box magazine. This I loaded with buckshot shells. I flipped the selector back to semiautomatic mode and fired at four targets as soon as I could bring the sights to bear. It was pretty much a case of BANG ... BANG ... BANG ... BANG! Four more sheets of paper were shredded.I then announced to the crowd that I was hesitant to demonstrate the FRAG-12 rounds because they were so destructive, and I asked what to do. General Isrult. My hand slid further down into my dripping wet pussy, I imagined her tongue there instead and I bit my lip from screaming in pleasure. I moaned her name as I slid my fingers inside myself. "Ashley..." I inserted my fingers faster, moaning louder than ever. " Ashley ... oh fuck yes ... fuck me Ashley please." I wanted her big luscious lips on mine more than ever, I wanted her skin touching mine and her big breasts brushing mine. I wanted to grab her ass and squeeze her nipples. "Oh Ashley .... We worked long and hard on the plans for fair week. We had our line-up of guests, including Bill and Crystal coming down for an interview during one of the morning broadcasts. I'd be taking a cameraman named Jess with me to interview the various food vendors. We'd worked on my segment several times since he was kind of a roving cameraman and was often called in on Saturdays to do our filming. When we looked at the exhibitors and vendors lists, we identified nine different booths that would be.