The other woman was about 10 ft. away. As the bullet hit her in the heart, she must have had time left in her life to drop her gun, rip open her halte..., revealing the soft roundness of her large breasts, the left one already bluing from the small hole in it and the massive internal damage caused after the bullet entered; the left nipple appeared swollen and purple, the right was soft and small. The other 3 men were lying in various twisted positions. Puddles of blood formed around each of the. Maybe because I’d already seen it at the airport, I didn’t look too long at it – the only question I’d had earlier was whether or not it was real or fake. Seeing it close up and the slight reddening of the skin it was obvious it was real, the ink was in the skin not on top of it.Moving on I looked at the tattoo they’d put below Jill’s left breast. This was two sets of initials intertwined – an M and a J that nestled together and overlapped and twirled around each other, with a small black heart. I offered to join in but they both refused. “Pete, this is all because of you dude. You and Linda can’t be together because of me, I’m not gonna add to that by making you sleep on the floor. Jack and I will flip, and the winner tonight gets the floor tomorrow night.”So that night was Mike and I in the bed, and I drifted off to sleep pondering what the next day would bring.And as usual, I woke up first and got the coffee going. I told the guys to wait 15 minutes and get the girls up as I ran out. Part of my groan is that I haven't been able to touch him at all and the need is burning inside me to feel him against me, to kiss him, to please us both pressing our bodies together. But Matt obviously has other plans. As he pulls off his pants, I see his hard black dick spring out and up. He's ready for this. His naked body is in front of me and I drink it in with my eyes. I love his hairy legs, his tight ass, his muscles, his stocky strong torso, his strong hands and arms. I make it up to.