As we reached the back of the cul de sac the gunman stopped and waved us toward the back wall with the gun. I put my arm across Mike’s chest to keep...him behind me as we faced the gunman.“If its money you want,” Mike growled at the stranger, I could feel Mike’s, squat, powerful body vibrating with rage against me. “My wife already took the days receipts to the bank.”“I don’t want your money!” the thug said dangerously, and pointed the .45 directly at me. “You’ve been messing with my wife! And. Mariela followed and revealed a body with many curves, big belly and huge white tits groped immediately were firmly by Silvia doing panting like her friend. To all these, my eyes could not believe what they saw but my cock wanted to get out of his pants and go on stage. The minutes passed with unaccustomed speed as my new friends, right there on the carpet, licked and rubbed their wet cucas each other screaming with pleasure. Almost unable to put up with me remove clothing and my cock to. " He reached into a pocket and pulled what looked to be some sort of automatic handgun about halfway out. I glanced at Joe; he had his gun all the way out and was pointing it at me."This place is some distance from the nearest house or road," he continued. "Gunshots will go unnoticed. As will any cries of those who may be on the receiving end of such gunshots. Or other things that may be done to them. Do I make myself clear?"I nodded.He said something to Joe in Italian. Then he looked back at. Miller grinned. "Oh, I know why, don't I? That's the day Tommy comes home, isn't it?" Yes. I thought I would go to the bus station in the city. He's supposed to arrive at two in the afternoon." Shall I drive you there? I'll stay in the shadows, but I should like to see this young man of yours myself."She blushed more. "I suppose that's only proper, isn't it? Perhaps I would be more comfortable with you there. You can swap war stories with him." There won't be much of that, I imagine. Men don't.