"So next time they ask for a meet, we set the conditions?" Martin suggested."Exactly, if we are going to put our lives on the line, we are going to ch...ose the place," I demanded. "And that's what I will say to Atwood or his lap dog." So any idea where?" Martin asked."That depends on you. Can you hit anything with a sniper rifle?" I asked."I do okay, What do you have in mind?" A meeting outdoors somewhere with you and my .22 magnum sniper rifle." It was the only plan I could come up with."I like. , to drop her off for college, had gotten hard watching her masturbate. She felt something inside her. Was it guilt? For a moment, she'd felt guilty that she'd been turned on by the situation, but seeing how hard she'd made him, she'd realized she wasn't alone. "Come over here and sit on him! Kiss him," the man commanded, perhaps ordering Katie to do what she would have done for herself anyway when at the highest peak of sexual excitement. Yet, something got the better of her; Katie began to. This left at least 8 inches of cock that he was trying to push into my throat!I relaxed turning myself over to him, still keeping one hand around his shaft as he worked his cock in and out of my mouth and throat. His hips started to push upwards as he pushed my head down to meet the upward thrust. I was breathing through my nose but still choking and gagging as he was in my throat with each long stroke. James fucked my face for what seemed like a very long time. I was lost, addicted to what was. If I pressed hernow I would get a quick no. I would wait a few daysbefore I tried again.I went to my bedroom that night just like I did everynight. I put my pajamas on just like every othernight. I got into bed just like I always did. I fullyexpected to wake up the next morning in my bed like Ialways did.But when I woke up in the morning I knew somethingwas wrong. I wasn't in my bedroom. I couldn'tunderstand how that was possible. Then I realized Iwas in my sister's bedroom. I turned to my.