It was my Daddy's shotgun, and it almost tore my shoulder off. I would make a fool of myself, not to mention being scared out of my mind. If I didn't ...urt myself, I might hurt someone else." Bridget's face was flushed and it was obvious she was very concerned. "Guns are a man thing," she added with emphasis.Courtney broke in with, "I suspect there are a number of female agents who would be glad to debate that point with you, and I like to target shoot – at least with a handgun. As to the. I moved and kissed her deeply on the mouth letting her taste her sweet nectar. My throbbing dick pulsed angrily at the entrance of her smooth and bare cunt. It glistened with my spit and her cum juice. I rubbed my dick on her cunt and she moaned gutturally and begged me to fuck her. “pleeease”, she cried. In one swift motion I plunged deep into her cunt, her lips were open in a silent scream. Her cunt was tight but it had been well lubricated by her desire to fuck me. She pulled my head to her. The kids would start noticing their surroundings at any moment, and the Wench didn't need to be discovered as one of them. She backed out quietly and tiptoed through the main door and back into the hallway. After THAT a little cock would sure be nice... Well, nothing like looking forward a bit to the next item on the agenda... Sharon was working at her new desk in the room she'd taken as an office. "Oh, hi Felicia," she greeted, looking up."Hi." The Wench laid the mitts on the desktop. "Master. After the had thrown the bastard out of their house, Julie, Jenna and Greg decided that they would have to do something about the safety of their girls."What if she wouldn't have been able to shout for help?" Jenna asked."We certainly have to do something," her mother said. "Any ideas?" I think we should install hidden cameras in all our rooms. We could have the images transferred to a control room with lots of monitors and stuff. This way I could watch after all of you at once. I sure wouldn't.