On our soft bed, in our yet new home, we made love as only two women can. Our hands did what our more receptive body parts could not- which to the uni...itiated is far less than you might think. It was not the first time that we had made love in this house, but it was the first time since we moved in that Zoë seemed completely comfortable that my postpartum body was not a fragile vessel simply waiting to shatter or break. She brought me up to the heavens, beyond the clouds, beyond the sky, beyond. ” he barked.While she was blindfolded, naked and kneeling in front of his tent she heard him scuffing about undergrowth; yet her tits and her nipples betrayed her excitement; her cunt was juicing-up and she had an urge to frig herself!The snap of a twig jerked her back to reality. Heart racing she strained to hear another sound. Was someone there? Oh my God. What if someone is just standing there, watching me? She agonized over whether to call out.Then she felt a thrill at the idea of making. "Why don't you pick on someone your own size" I suggested.The group turned, then came at me. I easily dispatched them, as most of them were too drunk to put up much of a fight, and I could easily out manoeuvre them. Soon, the ones still standing decided they didn't like dealing with someone who fought back, and did a runner. I made my way over to the girl, who looked terrified. She backed away slightly, holding up a hand to ward off any attack.I did my best to put her at ease. She was in a bad. I went to the box on the table. It was about four feet to each corner and about sixteen inches high. Pulling a pocketknife from my pocket, I slit the taped seal and opened it. I took the sheet of cardboard off the top and whistled as I looked at the contents.Inside, lying in the specially designed slots, were three rifles. There were twenty-four clips and many boxes of ammo, surrounding them. The Heckler & Koch PSG-1A1 sniper rifle was a beautiful weapon. Picking one of them up, I examined the.