I'm sure I wasn't ready to use one in combat. Two hours of sleep training didn't get me as ready to fight as the first five minutes of you teaching me...how to use a rifle.In any case, I was exhausted when I finished, and it was way after midnight, so I went to sleep in the big bedroom downstairs. I woke up with my cock in someone's mouth. I slitted my eyes open, thinking it was probably Carmen, as Marcy was a lot better at it, but I didn't want to make a mistake and hurt someone's feelings by. He had somehow pulled himself away from that edge, that tempting edge from which he could look into the numbing enshrouding blackness of grief. Somehow, he had walked away from that edge. Somehow, he had regained a small part of the man that he had once been. Just enough, though. Luckily, it didn’t take much of a man … he didn’t have much left to invest. But, he had to, he needed to … it was, after all, the reason he was here. He chuckled out loud and to himself at the recollection. Yes, the. There would be some timepressure, the night was cool but if she took too long the sun would come up,and temperatures soared quickly then. And there would always be that chance,however slight, that someone would find her. The likelihood was remote, plusat night she would see headlights from approaching cars giving her plenty oftime to hide or try to reach her own car. She would want a dark night, little or no moon, which wouldmake it more interesting. She couldn't wear a blindfold; that would be. As he slowly withdraws and moves inside me slowly and deeply, all I hear is his soft groans. I lose myself in him fucking me and moan louder as he subtly quickens his pace. I do not want this to finish just yet. Clamping my legs to his sides, I shift and flip him onto his back. I rock my hips slowly and rest my palms on his abs, revelling in how good and perfect he feels inside me. Bringing my legs in closer, I tease Dylan like he did with me as I push myself up to the tip of his cock, driving.