Unknown to her I caress her smooth thighs, my cock growing hard in my shorts. My hand wanders between her legs, feeling her puffy cunny lips. I slip a...finger under her panties, feeling her cunt flesh, caressing her slit. She stirs in my arms. I remove my hand, not wanting to waken her. As she drifts into sleep again my hand moves under her T-shirt, up to her budding chest. I touch her pink nipples, a shock running up my arm at the contact. She has large round areolae, nicely silky, hard nubbins. However, I was planning something different for tonight. You know I love our sex life, but I want to start exploring more now that we’ve been some time together”“Exploring how?”“I had an idea. Let’s each write 3 kinks down that we want to try or do, and we gotta do them no matter what, ok? If we don’t like it, we do it once and we don’t have to do them again”I was quite excited at this idea “That sounds really fun to be fair. Any rules before we write it down?” “Yeah for me I just put the limit. One was a black Porsche Turbo and I couldn’t take my eyes off of it. ‘Want to go in the Porsche?’ I nodded my head enthusiastically. She put her hand under my chin and kissed my mouth roughly. ‘Eat my cunt Peter and we will take the Porsche.’ She told me to get on my knees. I did as she said. She had me pull down her silk shorts. Marcia was not wearing panties. Her cunt was still dripping from our vigorous sex. I came in her at least four times and Arnold at least twice. I was no longer shy. "Do you have any other guns, Chantill?" I asked.She didn't answer but I saw her look over at her purse. "Would you mind emptying your purse on the counter? If I need to I will get a warrant and we'll wait here till it comes."She dumped her purse and out came another handgun. "It's for my personal protection. Dan gave it to me." I take it that you don't have it registered or a permit to carry it," replied Charlie."No, I don't," replied Chantill.We took the serial number off the second gun also..