Carefully removing the lamp from its hook she made her way downstairs, the shadows cast by the lamp swinging crazily around the walls of the staircase... and across the hallway to the dresser opposite.Removing a small key from the chain around her neck Helena opened the lock of the top drawer of the dresser and slid it open. She lifted out the Beaumont-Adams .44 calibre pistol it contained, and hefted it experimentally up to shoulder height. The gun felt heavy, perhaps five pounds in weight,. I started getting lustful for my little wife in a way that X-rated pictures of anonymous women could never do. I became so caught up in the instant that I even stopped thinking about this 50-year-old dude. I hoped that she would maybe go just a bit further.Margie straightened, and looked back at the camera. "I'm going to shut the door." she said, and did so. She turned around and came back over to the desk, scooting her butt up onto the corner. She toyed with the bottom edge of her top. "It's. Undoing my belt, button and zip. Releasing my hard cock from its prison. It burst out as you released it, springing to attention. I turned you round. Your back now against the tree, I pushed you hard against it. The rain running over you face, down your body, you looked into my eager eyes. You knew what you wanted, and you knew I wanted it. You hitched up your skirt, held onto my shoulders and jumped, wrapping your legs around me. My hands were under your bum, helping you up. Then I lowered you. I begged him to leave me alone and managed to get out of his grip and run into my bedroom. I shoved my bed against the door and then flopped down onto the bed in just my towel and fell asleep.I woke up around 3 am, my bed had been pushed back from the door and the towel had been removed from my body. I wondered if I had rolled over in my sleep and allowed my body to become uncovered, or if someone had come in. I then felt sticky patches on my skin all over my body, knowing I had been in the.