.. middle-aged, middle-class shlubs.”“Shlubs?” Felicia cracked, laughing.“Yeah,” August replied. “Doesn’t mean it’s not a cunning disg...ise, but I’d feel safe confronting them right now, so long as my weapon’s out and I’m free to fire.”“Rules of Engagement,” Shaun said. “Do not fire unless in defense of self or others. But if either of those apply, drop them.”“Yes, sir,” Victor replied, as the others murmured agreement.“Felicia?”“Haven’t gotten a good look at mine, they’re hiding in the. ’ I continued on. ‘You haven’t told your wife yet, and we are having an affair’, with the emphasis on ‘are’. ‘You know, at first I was thrilled by the naughtiness, but I’m fundamentally a good person. And it’s been weighing down on me. I’ve had two lovers, my husband and you, for two years now, after twenty years of faithful marriage and two children. I needed to tell him. For me. I wanted to stop cheating’. ‘Do you want it to stop? You and me? This?’ I said ‘No’ and we looked each other. By this time I felt like my cock would explode any minute. I sat up and pulled her head up from my cock and rolled her onto her back, "Ginger, I can't wait any longer. I want to fuck your beautiful pussy." I said as I spread her legs open lifting them in the air and positioned myself with my cock against her wet pussy sliding it gently inside her thrusting the tip in and out slowly till it was well lubed with her juices. With each thrust I plunged a little further into her till my whole shaft. They did not so I told it: ‘The farmer owned an old mare and one day this horse jumped the fence and ran away. His neighbor commiserated but the farmer said: ‘What is good, and what is bad? We shall see.’ One week later the mare returned herding a young stallion and several wild mares. The neighbor congratulated him for his good fortune but again the farmer said: ‘What is good, what is bad? We shall see.’ The farmer’s only son was thrown while trying to ride one of the new horses and broke a.