"I can make a 'tunnel' out of cardboard, that they have to crawl through, shoot at a target, then run to another spot, go prone, and shoot over a low ...bject. Lot of things like that. Good guy, bad guy targets. I've got some that are life-size, in full color — very realistic. They're just blown up pictures of people, printed on target paper. Guy dressed like a priest, but pointing a gun at you, woman with a baby, guy pointing a cell phone, hostage, oh, a bunch of things."When we get the turning. In one smooth motion he buries his cock down my throat again while my fingers once again find my dripping cunt. He smacks my hands away and fucks my face harder, then proceeds to pinch my nipples and make me moan around his cock as it pistons in and out of my wet mouth. I hear my vibrator turn on and hope that he is going to fuck me hard with it while he face fucks me. It is an 8 inch white one with a low to high setting. He, of course, has it on high. I get my wish when I feel the vibrations. I had already shaven my cock and balls, so that they would have something clean and smooth to look at, and it would be ready in case they wanted to touch it, or more. I used plenty of soap, rinsed and dried myself. They watched me during the process. Then they took a shower and let me watch of course. A beautiful image and I took some pictures as they had requested for themselves. They showered, kissed and licked. It was very erotic. I was wondering how I was going to get through the next hour. The water was pleasantly warm, and the pain started immediately. Nothing bad but it made me realise that the first healing had indeed been mostly superficial. I have never claimed to be a hero, but for this I need not be, yet. Without prompting I advanced some more steps into the water. More of the same, some moderate pain, followed by a stinging sensation before diminishing entirely. By now I was so tuned in to my body, that I could tell what was happening to me. Ah yes, that age old fracture.