While if I made a clean break, I might be open for a moment, I missed the big picture. He explained that whenever I had no outside route called on a d...ag, I had to watch what the strong safety was doing with his feet. He started the tape again, clicking a few frames at a time. As soon as he started it, I saw the free safety moving forward slowly, his feet shoulder width, heels up. As soon as I made my break, he closed on the middle of the field rapidly.“Here’s what you missed. See our back. "Where do you wish to be fucked? Which hole?" You move off my balls. "Kitten's ass please, Daddy." I nod, laying you on your back. I lift your legs to my shoulders, the restraints confining you to a stationary position. I squirt lube onto your gaped asshole, massaging it in. "Are you ready?" I ask. You nod. "Yes, Daddy." I ENTER you. Your eyes widen, a deep gasp escaping your lips. I stroke slow, accelerating momentum, as your anus adjusts to my cock's length and girth. I kiss you, drinking. Now it was time to scramble into position, and I did so, deftly hanging most of my penis below where she could see, as I rubbed the head all around her wet, creaming vulva, gaining lubrication.Once I had the head inside, I still had to support the shaft with my hand, and it started out great; she was getting into it!Then, I tried pumping into her.I wasn't in, halfway, when she began moaning, in distress, which I mistook for another orgasm! So, I fed her another couple of inches!She went. The small line from the cut on his arm was fading, the slight silver scar on his bicep was hardly noticeable now. Turning so he looked at the slightly puckered scar on his left shoulder from the bullet, he shrugged. It gave him a more dangerous look, and he had no lasting effects from the wound. After the fight, when he had gotten away he had managed to get back to his flat, phoned an illegal doctor that those in the underworld used and the damn thing had been removed and he had been patched.