I was still talking to Rachel with my back to the door. Well, that shows you how out-of-practice I was. However, Rachel gave me plenty of warning when...she fired her Colt at a man coming through the door. He was carrying a club and a knife, so it was easy to tell that he was up to no good. Rachel's bullet hit the man in the chest, but, as expected, it did nothing but annoy him.Nevertheless, that was enough warning for me to hit him in the throat with my flattened fist. I crushed his windpipe,. Needless to say, I did not strip and ravish: there was still cooking to finish. Rachel sighed and went off to her room to leave her case, while I returned to the kitchen.We ate opposite each other at the kitchen table, which meant I could gaze at her loveliness. She for her part gazed right back, her eyes showing love and affection: open, without guile or doubt. No furrowing of the brow, just peaceful relaxation. She was clearly contented and already feeling at home with me in my flat.We. "My cock was rock hard from looking at her ass, I stood up dropped my pants all the way to my ankles and let my mom marvel at my fat cock. "Is that from looking at me, or did you touch it?" I swear I did not put a finger on it, that is all from looking." Wow, it is really fat. If I went back on our plan to show each other, and I offered something more would you be upset." Mom I am so horny for you I want to do it all. Whatever you want to do, I promise I am thinking about right now."She walked. Raul’s finger was on my lips and I tasted his sweet sperm.“When you have a chance, I sent you a picture as a souvenir,” said Raul.I looked at my phone and it was a picture of a beautiful hard dick with a stream of cum shooting out the tip. It looked delicious. I wished I could have caught it hot.“Here a few tissues to wrap your dick. I do not want you leaking any cum that I did not squeeze out of your dick and stain your pants,” said Raul.We both settled back in our chairs and drifted off to.