I pointed it at him and his arms went straight up, and that's when I saw the grip of a pistol in his belt on the right side. I kept my gun pointed at ...im and unlocked the gate."You keep your hands right where they're at, Mister. If you even twitch I will shoot you where you stand. I am Undersheriff Hanson."I went behind him and pulled the gun from his waistband. It was a stainless .357 and was a nice weapon. I stuck it behind my back and holstered mine. I cuffed him and then searched him. He. Her lips shinned and she smiled. I threw my hands to her face and held onto her as I kissed her so deeply. I could taste my sperm on her tongue and lips but I didn’t fucking care, she was amazing, I had to kiss her more! Soon she broke off the kiss and told me to zip up. ‘Visit me again, Nick. That was wonderful! Don’t worry about the tab, it’s on the house.’ and she left. I sat in the booth for some time after the bouncer opened the curtains. I gathered myself and left. Then I stood for what. Some did gravitate to the more traditional Stairmasters, treadmills, and the like. Still, with my two wives, Eva, Karen, Pete, and the recovering Jennifer, Patrice and the teens, Cynthia and Misty, we had enough of a consistent group for good practices and for skills to develop. The mischievous Chastity encouraged me to reward this cadre with extracurricular sex.At the other end of the hall, there was almost always a wait for range positions. Until I could get some of my ladies up to speed to. "Did I tell you to stop there?" This prompts him to step out of his trainers, undo his belt and let his baggy jeans drop to the floor. Today he's got on some Harry Potter themed boxer-briefs that have 'Mighty Griffindor!' on them. He looks at me, expectantly and nervously. "And those too, take 'em off!"He turns away from me and pulls his boxers down. He has a smooth round ass. He turns around and throws his boxers at me with a grin on his face. They're warm. When he turns to face me I see that.