He heard gunfire. Chris did not know what direction the sound was comingfrom, but since he heard it over the roar of the motor he knew it wasclose. ...aking a logical assumption that the shots were coming from behindhim and were likely aimed AT him, he began zig-zagging so as not to make aclear target. Since this was the only bike he saw at the campsite, hehoped that its owner would not be able to readily follow and he would soonbe out of range. Although time seemed to slow to a crawl as he. Our children. But she didn’t seem to care about anything but drinking and crawling into my bed.“Guess what I’m watching,” was my sister’s text, complete with a winky emoji.“What?” I typed, my eyes flicking up to Pam.She was a lovely girl, petite, her face round and skin a lovely shade of pale olive, not much darker than mine but tinged with something exotic. Her hair was pulled back into a French braid, a pair of pink barrettes above her ears. She was cute. Exactly the type of girl Clinton. Both of us knew perfect French kissing so we kissed for a long time while exploring each other’s flesh. She was rotating her hand near my crotch. Soon I unzipped and released my 8-inch circumcised monster struggling for long.She was moving her expert fingers perfectly. We were still kissing and not able to stop the pleasure flowing. Trust me, once both of you know kissing well and have the experience you can lose track of time in that. I was caressing her smooth back in the black backless one. They could only call you now to tell you that they sadly can’t come to the Funpark. They say that you have to go on the rides alone or even find a Girlfriend, but deep down you were actually craving something different, you only jerked off to Shemales the last couple of months and Girls didn’t catch your interest that much anymore. They said that they owed you something for not coming and hanged up. Now you are completely on your own and have to go on all the rides alone, but before that you go.