What is it about being a cyclist that makes us all a little crazy?The reason I had gone out on this little ride was to clear my head and try to proces... the events of that last day. I mean, let’s get real about this, okay? What man in his right mind could look at my good fortune without wondering just when the giant bolt of lightning was going to strike? So, there I was pounding my body, getting ready to cough up a lung, and I still had a grin a mile wide plastered to my face. If I was hit by a. 5 of them with me half dressed up to dick in hand, hard as hell, jerking off either on the bed or in front of the big mirror.The game started on a Wednesday. Same configuration. I briefed her, left and would come back late in the afternoon. I had double checked the alarm clock as a couple of times before, it had stopped recording whilst Maya was still in the room.I was nervous, really. This time it was me on the pictures… Back at my computer at 4:30pm, I opened the file on the memory card. I. I stayed on my horse because I wanted to move quickly, but the horse was stationary, so I had a reasonably good shooting position. I went through the breathing exercise that I had learned with the SEALS in my first life and fired. The man moved just as I fired, so I hit him a little to the left of his spine, but it was still a killing shot.There was still a lot of shooting going on when I fired, so my shot did not draw undue attention to me. Nevertheless, I returned my rifle to it scabbard and. Although totally drain out, Aurora never felt so alive. "That was fantastic my dear slave", Aurora had to concede with a very satisfied smile. "you really know how to give a lady a bloody good time", she beams down at him. Faisal continued his ministrations long after the last drop of Aurora's cum had been tasted. He was now tenderly kissing and licking her as if towelling her dry with his tongue. Aurora look down at the kneeling Faisal, helpless and vulnerable. It was too bad,.