”“Got it.”“Then fire two rounds.”I aligned the front sight with the red area and squeezed the trigger, adjusted for the recoil, then squeeze... the trigger again.“You’re low, and to the left,” Clayton said. “Adjust your aim and fire two more rounds.”I did as he asked.“Better. Fire two rounds, pause, assess, then two more, then pause, assess, and finally two more. Then safe your weapon.”I nodded and did as he asked. By the time I fired the final two rounds, I had zeroed in on center of the target,. It made my nipples even harder. I felt him unbutton the last button. He opened my dress.The front of me was totally naked for him to do what ever he wanted to do to me. He started running his hands up and down my body. He started fondling both of my tits. He kept cupping them with his hands. I struck my chest out so he could press against my tits even harder.I raised my hips up and pulled my dress out from under my ass. Mike soon understood why.He lowered his hands to unzip his shorts. I had. Everyone is watching this, almost in silence. He keeps pulling all the way out, waits, then pushes back in, a bit deeper every time. After a few minutes, hes gotten up to about 12 inches into me, but I feel like hes hitting something inside me. He then speaks for the first time, and tells me to relax, and as he pushes in, to push back. He pulls out again and then back in. I push as he goes in, and I feel like he almost goes in. Again he pulls out and plunges in, and I push back. This goes on a. Our goal was to get past any inhibitions of theirs and make them comfortable talking about sex. Talking leads to doing, after all. The night came. We had arranged it to be casual. This was going to be just friends out drinking and dancing. Alison and Nick arrived at our house. I answered the door. Nick was Nick. A tiny bit goofy, but good looking, tall, and those lovely blue eyes. Alison was wearing a blue jean skirt and my heart skipped a beat thinking of pulling it up to see if she had.