She brought her arms up and caressed the back of his neck with her hands, scratched his scalp lightly with her nails, and their lips met for a first k...ss. It began sweetly but quickly turned more passionate. Their hands were exploring urgently. She fumbled with his shirt buttons, which seemed too large to get through the buttonholes. Becoming frustrated, she broke the kiss and cursed. ‘Why are these not cooperating?’ He laughed and quickly undid the shirt while she moved down to the fly of his. As I came to understand it, the second shot – that was the one I never noticed - occurred when Natalie pulled the trigger a second time, post-mortem. She was already dead from three well placed shots, fired by Hawk's protectors, but her finger twitched as she died, and she shot me one more time. That bullet plowed a course into the gap where my leg became my pelvis, became my hip, became my thigh...You get the idea.The surgeons found that the bullet literally wrapped itself around a set of. I guess I had forgotten to lock it this time since I was so tired. I looked up and started to scream."Mooommm!"It was too late. She looked down at me and saw me stroking my cock. She gasped."Aahhh! I am soo sorry!" she exclaimed."Get out of here!" I yelled."Sorry! I thought you were in the shower."She then turned around and shut the door. Her face was beat red. And I'm sure so was mine. I didn't know what to do. I was in total shock."I can't believe that just happened." I thought.After what. Sitting opposite across the dining table afforded Brian a view of my cleavage and all of the curvy contours of my body. The thin nylon wrap around belt that held my baby doll together had clearly worked loose during my effort to rush downstairs and answer the door, in essence more boob was on display than what the wrap over baby doll contained.I suddenly realized just how much I was enjoying the whole situation. Brian struggled to maintain eye contact, his gaze constantly falling on the vast.