I quickly scanned the room and yelled "OH SHIT!" Out of just about every shadow came a gunman, it looked like there were at least fifteen but not more...than twenty, each of them firing two pistols. Both 203 gunners fired flash bang grenades. I emptied the shotgun then dropped it and pulled both pistols. I know three rounds hit my vest because it felt like someone hit me with a sledgehammer each time.The shooting lasted maybe three minutes but seemed to take forever. I had fired all 15 rounds. When I woke up, it was 11. I was still in her bed but alone. "Did she leave me because she was so embarrassed by her and my behavior?" I thought.I got out of bed and put on her robe. Then I walked downstairs to check on what I thought'd be an empty garage. Even before I was all the way down, I could hear her. She was in the kitchen.She was humming! My mother hadn't run away from me. She was in our kitchen and she was singing!It was a happy song too. I could tell by the tune. I walked into the. It was exciting to watch. He liked watching women masturbate.His masturbation adventures now became interesting. He’d turn his computer on and select the movie he wanted to watch. He was already nude and began stroking his cock. He opened a bottle of baby oil and poured the oil in his palm and all over his dick.He moved his hand up and down. He liked to do this very slowly while the women on the computer were getting fucked. He’d talk to the screen. He concentrated hard while he was. It had a large patio in the front that also served as a lounge area.The beach nearby was stocked with more hot women than I could count, even Isabella was put to shame by a few of them. I was enjoying my first two days here, as I flirted with a few of the local woman and found them to be quite feisty. I loved it, but at the same time I was withdrawn remembering what my ex did. Later on the second night, Juan and Isabella informed me that we’d be going out the next night. We were going to a.