The door flew open and hit my artificial foot. The door seemed to bounce back off my solid foot and almost slammed shut again, as I saw a right hand c...ming through the door opening with a revolver gripped in it.I threw my whole weight behind the closing door and it caught the outstretched hand between door and door jamb with a bone-crushing crack!This time it was Cavenagh that screamed, and there was a loud report as the revolver went off with a mighty bang!I wrenched the door open, to see the. So he had a couch, his big screen television, and the cactus in the corner that he usually forgot to water, but hell, it was a cactus. He knew he needed to shower and get the chemicals he had used that day off his skin, and the heat had caused him to sweat, so he swore that there was just as much sweat as shirt on his back, but he needed to rest first. Thank god the air conditioning in his home worked. He let himself cool off as he pulled off his shirt first, the envelope from the strange. Gretel gave the witch a disapproving lookat having her brother's manhood so close to her womanhood. Undaunted, thewitch placed the cup underneath him, got on her knees, took a big gob ofthe cream from the jar, spread it on his ass and began to work her fingerin and out of his rosebud. H?nsel let out a soft moan. As she moved totwo fingers in what was obviously, from his increasingly loud moans, amost pleasurable expansion, she reached underneath him with her otherhand and began to milk his. "Yeah, that´s the way. You´re doing fine. Now open my jeans."I popped his top button open with my shaking fingers. Then I took thezipper handle between my fingers and started to slide it slowly down. Myface was so close to his pelvis that I could feel the heat radiating fromhis groin as I opened his jeans. I unzipped the jeans all the way down. NowI was staring at Scotty´s white boxers that were tenting from the pressureof his hardened cock.I pressed my palm on the bulge. I could feel his fuck.