Becca welcomed that, but knew she had to proceed with caution.“A gun bill? I read something about that the other day. With all those shootings we’...e seen, I can’t imagine why that would make you feel nervous, but maybe it's more complex than I understand.” Becca did understand, but allowing others to underestimate her had always worked to her advantage.“No. it really isn't,” Emily explained. “We want to make high capacity magazines illegal. There isn't much more to it than that.”“Really? That. She headed into the kitchen where she foud her grandfather was already gone from the house but there was a list of chores for her to do. After a quick breakfast of cereal she headed out hoping perhaps if she finished the chores she could head into town. She had a bit of money left, though she was told she would wait till the fall for job. She was nearly done when she went to take some buckets into the old barn when her Grandfather appeared and she knew from the look he was giving her, it was. As the cyclists passed, he looked at them longingly. I think he was trying to decide if he should ask for help. Instead, he ducked down, and they passed without seeing him. Interesting. He would rather risk walking home naked, with his arms bound behind his back, than risk the humiliation of presenting himself in his condition, to those guys. That was good information to have.Finally, he began his walk home. He walked along his usual bike path, until he came to the edge of the forest. Then he. Mounika pulled her fingers out and slapped Maddie's pussy hard. Maddie cried out in pain. This drove Mounika to hit her again and again. Maddie's pussy was scarlet from the abuse. Mounika then buried her tongue in that swollen pussy. Within moments, Maddie moaned and began to violently squirt. Her juices hit Mounika in the face. Mounika's pearly white smile laughed with pleasure at the naughtiness.I just watched, with a throbbing cock.Mounika asked Maddie to lay back in the bed.I pushed.