All she wore were a pair of body-hugging black tights. It appeared that she had no clothes on at all. It was like she was naked. Her rounded ass cheek...; those long legs were surely going to catch some attention. James was dressed similar, all black including a cape to cover his backside. Both wore hat type masks covering part of their heads and face with pointy bat like ears that Annie had made earlier in the day. Her father's sermon bothered her; it wasn't the first either had received during. He emptied that rack into that side of the barn. Every foot was receiving dozens of rounds.Axle flew past the barn then turned and put two more Stingers into the other end of the barn and the six remaining into the other side. A swooping turn brought the other mini gun to bear on what was left of the barn. With the racks and tubes empty, Axle landed the helicopter in the grass.My group was outside of the SUV we were riding in, looking at the inferno that used to be a barn. Axle and his crew. There was a window directly across from it, but soda machines blocked most of it. Someone looking between the machines might be able to see, but not a person just driving through the parking lot. “Sandra, you can’t be serious,” Dan said with nervous laughter in his voice as he followed her. Sandra turned to face him and responded, “I’m dead serious. I want you – right here, right now. Fuck me, Danny.” He stepped closer, and she pushed his hands away so she could wrap her hand around his cock. He knew exactly what I was doing and not only did he know but he would often watch. That was the setup we had. He would give me all the love and care in the world I wanted, he would provide for me financially and spoil me like every girl deserves. But he didn't get to see the sexual side of me. That was a side that only the black men got to see and my husband was fine with that. In our 12 years of marriage I had only let him fuck me once, that was on our wedding night, and only after I had been.