I pulled my chemical pistol when it started to creep towards us and fired into the trunk. There was a high pitched scream and it shook and seemed to s...id back and kept going. Pepper hissed, “mark that one as very dangerous.”I nodded and her father agreed and I put the pistol away, “time to keep moving.”We saw slinkers that looked like they had a few hundred legs and a mouth at both ends. There were bushes that had eyes and shot poison thorns. Ten legged bags of jelly that traveled in groups and. For comments and requests contact me on . At first I would like to introduce about myself. I am an Engineer now and I am going to share my real life experience when I was doing my engineering course. I am 6ft and chubby boy doing exercises at gym regularly.I lived along with my dad and mom in a three floor building. We were living in the ground floor and above that a Muslim family lived and in the second floor lived my sweet Maha [Not full name]. She came to that rented house when I was doing. He dropped the shotgun as if it were a rattlesnake and threw his hands in the air.“Don’t shoot me mister,” he pleaded.Before I could reply, Homer’s cannon roared behind us. By now, every one had their pistols drawn and were trying to keep control of their horses. I looked back up the hill and saw Homer point to the side of the bunkhouse with his rifle. Since Pedro was the closest to that side of the bunkhouse, I motioned him towards it with my pistol, while I eased over towards the other end of. I begged him not to stop as my hand reached back; straining to pull him deeper into me. I arched my back as a squeal of delight escaped from my clenched teeth. I could feel his cock getting tight as my pussy pulsated around it. Just when I felt like I was going to explode, I relaxed and pulled it out. I turned around and pushed him to the ground, straddling him as I nibbled his neck. I stood up and lowered my pussy onto him as he used his hands to guide me. As he entered me I could see him.