"I reached in my cargo pants pocket for the cardboard wallet I carried. I gave him three one hundred dollar bills and two twenties for tax. Without a ...ord he carried the over and under into the back. Then minutes later he brought the gun back."You want to be careful, those barrels will rust. You to keep some protection on them. Boss coated them with some lacquer, but it needs to be redone now and then." Sounds reasonable," I said. I left with a riot length shot gun and a box of 20 gauge #2. I was pretty disappointed, and I started watching the movie.She again leaned on me. I was having a tough time seeing her cleavage. She saw that and with a mischievous smile said, “You can look at them, but don’t touch them.” That was the green signal for me. I said it’s too hard for me to control, and I asked for a kiss.She said nothing, and so I made a move and started kissing on her cheeks. Slowly we were in a passionate liplock. I slowly kept my hands on boobs again. She again stopped me.. I asked what was wrong and she just said, "I'm just sore baby. He was really up in there." Of course I wanted to talk and hear about it from her perspective. She laid down on the bed and continued rubbing her belly. "Well", she said, "I didn't think I was going to be able to let him finish. I really wasn't ready that. His cock felt so huge inside of me. It really filled me up! But, I finish what I start....what you started, I should say!" She went on... "But once he was in me, I couldn't really. The result was her opening her pussy for all of us to see. I stroked my cock; still hard; still wet. I--and possibly Tyler and AJ--were far from done with Megan. “Fuck, I can’t take it anymore!” Ryan got up from his seat and tore his shirt off. He undid his belt and unzipped his zipper, walking over to Megan with his feet wide--to make sure his pants didn’t fall on the short journey--and his cock out. Megan saw it, and then looked at Tyler and me, moaning suddenly as AJ increased his speed.