Well for Tom's benefit Bob thought he would go along with this arrangement.Jan took his hand as they walked back to Bob's room. She seemed happy and t...ere was a smile on her face. She held his hand tightly.Once in the room Bob asked Jan if she wanted another drink and she took a pass on it.Bob said, "Well it's getting late so we may as well as get to bed. I will use the bathroom first, if you don't mind, then you can do what you need to do."She thought that was fine.When Bob was done brushing. We were all a little tipsy from drinking and had started talking about girls we had fooled around with. Well me and the friend we hang out with sometimes (Doug) had not been as lucky as our peers and had started to talk about pornos we'd seen instead. It then occurred to me that I had a porn DVD in my car and asked Doug if he'd want to check it out. He said sure and we began the trek to my car.We got down to my car (parked in front of his house on his long private drive) and found the porno. The shooter had given me no chance to explain myself, much less defend myself. As the saying goes, them were fighting words!The assailant was a man in his 30s and dressed in normal clothes—no uniform or other means of identification. He had shot me with a Beretta 9mm automatic such as one could buy at a gun shop. I didn’t know who he was, but I did figure that he was a danger to humanity at large.Before he could get off a second shot, I swatted the gun from his hand and grabbed his balls with. Ann, being the experienced woman she was, anticipated this. Just as he was about to reach his peak, Annslapped him on his ass and told Babbs to pull off of him. So many times had she been with men that only were concerned with their own pleasure. She was there to please them. She was a place for them to put their dicks.She was there to make them cum. If the wanton pleasure she showed was only an act, as long as it was a good one, they could care less. Whether she had a real orgasm or not was of.