She was a little embarrassed to talk about her sexual problems and fantasies in front of Triss and I didn’t want to make it uncomfortable for her. T...iss was understanding and laid back as much as he could.She seemed to go through a rougher time than she would let on, but between the lines I could hear she needed someone to talk to and had missed me. I felt sorry for her, and guilty for not having contacted her in so long. On the other hand, she could’ve messaged me as well. Anyway ... with time. I know it causes her pain, because it causes me pain, to break through the tightness. Pulling at the head of dick. But I shut my pain out, because this is not about me or my pain. Only her and hers. As I work it in repeatedly, I start to completely withdraw. Only to drive it in again time after time. She offers nothing more than a quiet whine. It's time to reach for the riding crop. a little something she did not notice me bring to this private party. After a somewhat brutal hammering of her. ..'' Hazel voice trailed off as she thought she might have overstepped her boundaries.Miss Anna was nearly speechless as she stood there and watched the object of her sexual obsession before her. She hardly knew what to think. Was she asking her out? In all the months that they had worked together in the small dress shop, Hazel showed no sign of being interested in her. Of course Miss Hazel had been dreaming about fucking the sweet sixteen-year-old pussy for months. She was forty years old, and. Those two rounds landed less than an inch apart, one right above the other. I listened to the 9-1-1 tape. Once you know what to listen for, the sound of your .45 is easy to pick out. The time between your second and third shots was only forty eight one hundredths of a second. You put two bullets practically on top of each other in less than half a second. Your head shot was perfect, too. And you nailed the third guy right through the hip joint. Most people couldn’t find the goddamned hip joint.