He grunted. She said, “It’s cocked. If it goes off, you’ll die in a lot of pain.” She frisked him thoroughly and found a pistol and a knife, w...ich she tossed to one side.I told my guy to hold still and frisked him. Apparently, one pistol and one knife was a popular armament because those were his, too. I relieved him of the burden of carrying them. Neither of them was wearing a radio. I could see one in the Humvee and left it there. I walked him over to join his partner.I said, “I am guessing. “Oh God” I mouthed as the guy’s cock nuzzled around and into my pussy from behind me. He had quickly spread my legs, got under my coat, hitched my skirt, ripped my pantyhose from behind and yanked my knickers across my rump and was giving me what I craved, cock.Oh, he was good, too frickin good. Still so stiff. Still so capable. So full of bloody energy too. Energy for me and his impending, impelling release. I selfishly wanted him to last till I ‘came’ too.The young woman had a finger and. You are a great guy and a wonderful husband and any other girl would fight to the death to keep you. The problem is me. I'm missing a part, lacking something, and our marriage just isn't working for me. I love you baby and I probably always will, but I'm not the girl for you. You can do better baby, much better.GinnyI opened the box and found her checkbook, credit cards, house keys and her wedding rings. Man, I never saw it coming.I am a natural born flirt. I love the ladies and you can always. What theshit? Not only that, it wasn't pushing on my adams apple anymore, almostlike I didn't have one.I felt around the stone at the front, it was hard to tell, but Icouldn't feel any trace of it."What the..." I started to say, only to stop when I heard my voice. Itwasn't my voice. It was soft, smooth and seductive. More importantly, itwas a girl's voice.Strange things were happening to the room as well. My computer stationlooked like it was, for want of a better word, dissolving. Except.