“OH FUCK,” she screamed squirting. Bridget began feverously playing with herself while Kent momentarily stopped the fucking action. Remembering wh...t she did earlier, she held back as long as she could until finally pushing out the secretion. “FUCK,” Bridget screamed as she came. Kent switched positions before masturbating to Bridget’s open mouth. His load landed between her open mouth and waiting face.Both women with fresh facials began licking the cum from the other’s face before passing it. "I'm waiting for the rest of our group to give an 'all clear' before we do anything." I looked at the other two women in the room. "One of you might want to bandage her hand and slow the bleeding. If any of you try anything, the next bullet will kill."A moment later, I heard a shot and then some noise. A door across the room opened violently as a body came through it. It wasn't Ben though was male. Ben came through holding his arm. It was bleeding a little from a graze. He looked at me and. Silly, really, the crash was the other driver’s fault, and my husband was driving the car we were in. No reason at all to doubt my own ability. So Ben was going to come round after his match had finished. I remember him saying it was the last match of the season or something. I’d promised to fix him a little lunch while he got showered and changed, and then we would go out. I know I was excited, and nervous, about going to look for a car. I spouted the usual lines about getting my independence. Little thingsIts always the little things that make me love Lord_Mithus so much.Driving me aroundBringing me lunch when I'm called in early and go on the fly.Putting up with my bitchy sidePutting up with my workaholicnessBringing me flowers out of the blueFinishing my creative ideas :)Our little drivesOur woodsy picnicsYour problem solving on the fly.Calling or texting just because.Your hands on me, in me, when I cook or clean.Your never ending love for me.Lots of things. I just love him a.