Those sessions soon settled into a routine. After we parked, we would kiss for a few minutes while he played with my tits and I rubbed his cock, still...with our clothes on. Then when we felt it was safe, we would take off at least some of our clothes, so that he could suck my nipples and I could play with his cock. That usually led to me doing my hand/mouth routine until he came. Then I would slip my panties off and let him play with me some more.That was fine for awhile, but soon I wanted more.. The result was a pourable mix that turned into a hard wax that was explosive like the powder in the old weapons. It let us put the pellets and charge together to make a single round that could be loaded quickly.From that double barreled weapons evolved and even weapons with more barrels. Finally my grandfather had an idea. Instead of many barrels that made the weapon heavy he thought of a single cylinder of chambers with one barrel. To say it was a success was an understatement. The idea. Like everyone else we have been forced to stay home, home schooling, taking care of k**s, cooking, watching TV and home maintenance.Since the weather has turned nice we are working around the house de cluttering and getting the yard in shape. A local landscape company came out to provide an estimate to take over our yard service, the supervisor came in and delivered the quote. After he left my wife commented on the guy, I could tell she was thinking about him. With all that has been going on. Melissa joked about bullets, but I did not laugh, especially as she was right in the end as usual. However, anything that I had to be conscious about, like moving people or objects away from danger or from causing it, we would need to develop a system for control. It was finally decided I should learn more commands, STOP being the only one so far. Just thinking MOVE, was a command that was too broad and there were too many variables to consider.Hence, we sat down together one night and thought.