Eric walked to me and asked for my weapon. I handed him my Glock, "Be careful, it is loaded," I said with a little smile."I have your gun, but you are...just as deadly without it from what I have heard. Ah, you don't have a knife on you, do you?" he asked. Then he laughed, "I guess that would not matter - you would still have your hands,"He pulled the clip out of my Glock and the round out of the chamber and counted them. Before he finished I said, "Four." I knew there were four left - I always. Pussy too. I love a dripping wet cunt that I can tongue fuck while I'm being double stuffed and pounded into oblivion. She can suck on cock too, I don't mind sharing. I'm sliding my fingers deep into my cunt slowly, imagining your cock thrusting into me. I am trying not to moan, and at the same time I want to be heard. I'm grabbing my blouse and practically ripping the first 3 buttons off, moving my free hand to play with my breast. Now I'm slipping my hand into my bra and squeezing my hard. I follow him to a small staff changing room with lockers. He latches the door, pulls me close, cups both my ass and boob. I get a little kiss on the neck and I move my palm to his inner thigh. My goodness, I found a cock! And I notice it’s a small cock. In a heartbeat I take off my dress while he disrobes. In my foundations I go sit on bench and go down on his semi erect cock. I have him completely covered, I’m not even gagging. He starts to lengthen and stiffen. Small becomes average, I’m. She had never for a single moment thought that he felt that way about her. She remembered that when she lived here, he did always seem to be watching her, but she didn’t realize why. Annie knew that she could never take his feelings seriously because of the way she felt about Spencer, but she also knew that someday soon Spencer would be leaving. She was not the kind of woman to use Pete either. His feelings were important to her and she would never use him. She would take his feelings as a.