.. ah, French Napoleons too... Must be 10,000 coins here... My God, 600 lb of gold, real gold... Must be at least 30% of what we've mined so far in th... northern vein... And nobody will ever take it... My God..."Leon dropped the coins back in the bowl and took a closer at the front of his statue. His face had a playful smiling expression on it. His right hand was holding the umbrella with Lois. His left hand... Ah, Leon could see why his statue was smiling. His left hand held five poker cards.. This is one of my favorite fantasies, to be fucked in a hotel window for all to see. I've been too shy to graduate to an "in person" voyeur yet, but the right situation just hasn't presented itself. Eric's thick cock is warm and rigid. Holding it by the base, he directs it to my tight, wet pussy and slowly begins to penetrate me. Inch by inch he tests me with a slow, exploratory stroke until bottoming out and pulling back again. A second stroke, and then a third lubricates his cock well enough. Because of the men's friendship, she kept things very impersonal though she often fantasized about uninhibited sex alone with him. On her 40th birthday, her husband was away. Consequently, it had been a long time since she had felt sexy or desired. Usually timid, she decided tonight she would be brave, but it would take a lot of alcohol. She wasn't sure how the proposition would go since he was happily married, and her husband wasn't involved, but she was sure it had to be him. After. Just get them out of here.”Chuck smiled and shoved a magazine of explosive rounds into his fifty and laid it across a trash can. The first truck on the far side exploded. Within seconds each of the trucks in the alley didn’t have a cab on them any longer. I pointed at a balcony above the back door and suggested a round there would discourage anyone looking for us. Chuck put another magazine into his rifle and the balcony disintegrated. I told Chuck, “I’m going back up front in case they try to.