He bent his head to see the scattered drops of his emission below his dripping penis, not enough to form a puddle.“I think you enjoyed that too much... you slut!” she said, pulling out of him then rearing back to give him several hard whacks on each cheek with her hands. “Did you make a mess?” Barb shoved his ass to the side. When she saw it, she stood and opened the mouth of his mask.“Lick that up,” she commanded. It was what Fiona would have said, but Barb wasn’t sure if Tony would go along.. "You know how people who are not used to firing automatic weapons are about ammunition," he answered.I handed him another case of 9mm ammo and thought 'If this business wasn't so profitable, no one could afford to do it'.My dad, Wilbur Adams, was a class 3 firearms dealer who did business with police agencies throughout the country. He specialized in suppressed submachine guns and pistols. He also produced a select fire part for Glock pistols.We were going to a small town in eastern Oklahoma.. She peeped in and was happy to see a jean…she went inside the bathroom and shouted:Ridhi: Parth Jeans is tight…I guess you got a smaller sizeMe: Ridhi, doesnt it fit you are you able to button itRidhi: yeah but it is tight from thighs and behind I can barely walk…Me: Is it wow!!Ridhi: Idiot and it barely reached my waist it is very low almost upto my waist lower then low waist…Because of smaller size it was hardly getting above her ass but as Ridhi had flat stomach she was able to button it and. I was tired from earlier in the day and was falling asleep on the couch so my dad woke me and sent me downstairs to my room to goto bed at about 930. my sister was already gone for the night over to her freinds place. I went down stairs and pulled of my shirt and put on my PJ bottoms and laid down in my bed thinking about the things that had happened that day and was quickly asleep..I was awaken after a few hours by my hands being grabbed and before I realized what was going on both my hands.