‘It certainly did.’ She heard anyway and bristled. The one among her friends she didn’t quite trust had apparently decided he was worth investig...ting at least. She could only hope for nothing further since the two shared so many physical qualities he enjoyed. Unfortunately her ‘friend’ carried them slightly better than she did. She hurried into the kitchen, discreetly tossing the tied and used condom into the trash on her way past. Depositing him by the keg to acquire them both beers, she moved. At least his cream went directly into her belly; most of it did, anyway. As he breathlessly withdrew, she licked his stiffness clean, urged the last few drops up his shaft and into her mouth then proudly kissed his purple bishop. She gave his still rigid rod a squeeze which made him lurch and close his eyes. After a second, he handed her back the papers, went back to cop voice and whispered, “Allez vous-en.” We took off quickly, leaving him at the road side with his baton pointing across the. "So, I improvised and mounted two Squad Automatic Weapons that I had lying around." You just happened to have two SAWs lying around?" Liv asked incredulously."I've got my sources." Finn's dad winked. "Besides, I was developing this for the army. I was hoping it would be mountable on a smaller vehicle like a Hummvee or," he gestured, "a Jeep Grand Cherokee SRT-8."Finn examined the machine guns lovingly. He checked their actions, while his dad went back into the room where the machine guns had. Solemnly, the young girl wrapped as much of her arms as she could around the heaving belly of the old man and hugged him tightly, feeling his own tree-trunk arms envelope her and his bushy gray beard mash down on her silky hair as he bent down to clasp her to him. After long moments of a tender, loving embrace, the old man let the young girl gently go and stood back, smiling gamely as he adjusted his tweed coat and straightened his bow-tie, wiping the tears from behind his thick glasses..