I could hear the sirens coming. I check myself out to make sure everything worked.I looked at the Suburban; it was obviously totaled. The front axle h...d been ripped completely out and was back against the rear one - that one was turned sideways. The roof was twisted and buckled as was the body.The Tundra was impaled on the abutment all the way back to the firewall. The cab looked like it was mashed from every direction.The trooper was still holding onto me, "I was several cars back. I did not. "Exactly, if we are going to put our lives on the line, we are going to choose 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 it, but I have an M40A1 in the SUV. It might do a little better job.". I was also looking forward to getting married to Millicent. After that, when my father returned from his honeymoon to Europe, we would join forces in our consulting business. Father was already starting to make a name for himself in the farm management business. That was thanks largely to my future father-in-law who was apparently bragging about the new scientific approach at the House of Lords meetings that he regularly attended when he wasn't away on business. But who knows, he may have been. I reach under and twist one of your nipples. ?Let the dog fuck you!? I encourage you. Repeatedly Butch pulls his cock back and then thrusts it deeper into you. It’s not going to take long for him to cum as the bulb at the base of his cock forms. A deep red color, it is stretched tight and I can tell that it is full of sticky hot cum. He presses harder against you, trying to get the bulb inside of you. ?MMMMMMMFFFFFFFF? you groan and moan at the pain of him splitting you open. I twist.