It took me a few years of practice and even now my hole still gets tight right before I get fucked.Ok to the story, I had been chatting with this guy ... met on A4A for a couple of months and we finally decided to meet, I’m 6’2 and weigh 225lbs, I’m very handsome and have a very nice body and ass, he’s 6’4, 260 lbs., looks like a linebacker. We met at a park by my house around 3 in the morning, it was pitch dark, we could barely see in front of us, we walked naked in the park for a few minutes. What the murderer hadn't counted on was a former Confederate sharpshooter with a deadly accurate Enfield sitting two hundred yards away. I swung my rifle up onto the rock and lined the man up in my sights. I could have dropped his horse easily, but it was about the prettiest pinto pony I had ever seen, so I held my fire and waited. My opportunity came when he rose up from his horse's neck to look back, no doubt checking for pursuers. That was his official last act on God's green Earth. My shot. Her hair, coiffed by the finest stylist in Washington, was piled on top of her head so that she looked like Audrey Hepburn in Breakfast at Tiffany's. She even wore a little diamond tiara, and why not? She was queen of all she surveyed. And she knew she deserved it all.Stepping from the car, her perfect evening was ruined by the sight of a filthy homeless man begging for change outside her father's palatial estate. "Please, I'm so hungry," the wretched specimen of human filth whined.Turning to. “I’m going to have her first. You may play with him if you wish. You can enjoy her later, much later, tomorrow perhaps.” The boy did not look more than sixteen, but his face was full of feral meanness and small pox scars.The Redcoat grabbed me by the hair and got me to my feet in a hurry. He hit me low in the belly, and then kicked me out of the tent. I crawled away, but he was on me at once, kicking at my ribs and back. I rolled to a tree, managed to get to my feet and faced him, head down,.