I saw someone shooting back at this shooter but that is all I know or saw.”“Kelly Ferguson is the name of the lady who you probably saved from an ...arly grave. The bystander shot your shooter and killed him. Your shooter, a Bradly Konic was a man who couldn’t accept that Kelly didn’t want anything to do with him. He does have a history of mental illness as reported in your media.”“How bad was I hit?’“One in the shoulder and one in the chest. It was a small caliber bullet that was deflected by a. Sally had spent an hour getting ready, even though she was likely to remain naked all evening. Sean arrived just after 5 pm. He looked a little apprehensive, but was soon running the show once he had a beer in his hand. We just chatted at first while Sally undressed in front of us. She walked back and forth from the kitchen, fetching more drinks and snacks, before he called for her to work on him.Sean was in his late twenties and had a washboard stomach and thick rigid cock. He definitely. Angel gasped in surprise, and her large breasts bounced free from their confinement. Adelaide slapped Angel across her exposed breasts, and Angel’s deep moan was as equal in desire as it was in pain. She whimpered as she stood before the Goddess, her blouse ruined, her youthful beauty exposed. The Goddess looked to her male slave. He rose up from the bed and took his place behind Angel. Angel tried to turn as she felt the thick fingers of Orlando move up her legs, working the tight leather. Buzzing with excitement he opened it and looked inside, there near the top were a pair on white cotton full briefs, he took them out and felt the soft material in his hands, he touched them against his face, he was quickly hard and his heart was beating fast.He looked inside and say a little mark in the gusset, creamy, he touched it, it was firmer than the rest of the material, he brought the panties up to his nose and inhaled, it was glorious, sweet, musky, like nothing else in the world, and.