Once inside, he scanned the walls where the long guns were stored. He asked for the six Winchester Yellow Boy Carbines (with the nineteen inch octagon...barrel) that were displayed on pegs, on the wall. These would be excellent for the women to use instead of the longer barreled '73's. He told the smith he wanted them all. The man got them down from the wall, as David urged him to hurry. David also bought several boxes of shells in .44-40 caliber. He thanked the man and rushed through the back,. Liu sits in front of me on an old chair. His face is void of any expression. He chews his gum, as he watches me slowly turn. Once again, I am helpless in his before him. Sometimes I think that I live on the outskirts of life. The world travels one way, but I move in the opposite direction. I read in history class that people have fought and died for freedom, yet here I am willingly giving up mine. I don’t know why I agreed to meet Liu in this abandoned warehouse. He didn’t tell me why he wanted. “Yes ma'am,” I responded weakly. “Good, now get me off, before I get bored and begin using more of the clothespins on you.” Like a beast, I set myself to the task on getting her to ecstasy. I don’t want any more clothespins on my body. However, I wondered where she would put them. As if she had read my mind I felt two pegs being placed on either of my pussy lips. “Here is a reminder of what happens when I get bored, “ she said. I had stopped indeed; my mind had wandered from the task. So I. Ellen pushed me onto the bed so that I was on my back. She came up close to my face and grinned at me. She held my face and kissed me. Then she nodded to Doris.And Doris, buxom Doris, curvy, sexy Doris, bubbly Marilyn Monroe-looking Doris, climbed on top of me, and nestled into me, and worked my cock into her glorious pussy. Her hands were on my chest. She’d bend down so her tits were hanging over my face. If I could’ve drunk the milky skin of her fragrant white tits, I would have.For a few.