They discovered that they were going to stay there for a couple days...“Staying with Jane Goodall!” Sandy couldn’t believe it, “ ... and not a... a hotel!”The two, hand in hand, wandered around the house looking at all the books and items there. Most were actually a friend’s, as the house wasn’t really Jane’s, but was a good friend of hers. It didn’t matter to the two teens.They met Jane that evening at dinner and were star struck the entire time. Jane looked carefully at each of them, her hand. I cocked the pistol as I drew it with my right hand. It was at full cock by the time it had cleared the holster, and all I had to do was drop my left arm out of the way and swing my hand around to point my pistol at my challenger. I squeezed the trigger as soon as it came to bear on his chest. I put a bullet right through his breastbone and, at that range, one was all that was needed.I had reloaded and holstered my gun just as the marshal came busting into the restaurant. He yelled, "WHAT'S. “C’mere babe. Get up on it and move those luscious hips.”Once again, “Yes sir!” as she quickly moved up and impaled herself, our copious fluids from the first round allowing me to slide into her deeply and easily.Then her hips started moving back and forth in a moderate rhythm. I extended my arms. She grabbed on, our fingers interlocking. Now supported, her movement increased. Soon she was panting and moaning. Then, “Oh god Jack, I’m gonna cum. Fuck, I love your cock. Oh shit yes, YES!”As her. I sucked on him hard and deep, savoring his cock as he gagged me, "That's a good fuckin' whore" he said as I sucked him more "You're a good fuckin' cock suckin' piece of shit whore" he added as he slapped at my cheeks hard. "You're only good for suckin' cock you fuckin' bitch" he added "A fuckin' piece of worthless shit" he added. I was so entranced in sucking his cock and listening to his voice when, "Well, well" a new voice suddenly came out. While I couldn't see who it was, Carl looked up.