When I returned, I was pretty busy. A book I was writing had been returned from my editor for some suggested changes and additions. Several articles I...was working on were due, and there was also a poetry contest I was interested in entering. I was putting in long days to get everything done by the deadline dates and usually pretty exhausted by bedtime.Every once in a while, if it was a pleasant night, I would sleep out on my deck on a double lounge chair. Tonight was perfect weather, so I. I drew in a sharp breath--it was as if I just sprouted this long, hard cock that was thrusting forth from my pants. It fit perfectly within the slit of my jeans, and pressed against the front of my crotch firmly as it protruded straight out. It looked like mine. I instinctively grasped it with my right hand. It felt like mine. I pursed my lips together, unsure of what to do or say or feel. It suddenly didn't seem as silly as I thought it would be.“Lie down,” he told me confidently. I obeyed. Amy and I went to the weapons safe. We took all the small frame pistols, a .410 and 20-gauge shotgun; several rifles and then picked up ammunition for them.We loaded my small truck and drove out to the shooting range. Amy was very cautious at first. She would close her eyes during each shot. Once she got used to the small kick the weapons made she began to get more confidant and her aim improved. Amy liked a .40 caliber Ruger semi-automatic pistol. An old Army 30-caliber carbine turned out to. “Damn, you’re tight, woman,” Ed moaned as she engulfed more and more of his cock into her hot wet snatch.Once he was fully lodged, I pushed her forward, raising her ass and using some Astroglide lubed up her rear passage and my cock. Placing the tip of my cock at her pucker, I pushed forward gently and just held it barely in her till she relaxed and gaped slightly. She pushed back against me and my cock popped in past her sphincter.With both of her holes filled, she was tighter than ever. I.