I begin to squeeze her tits firmly, my hand on her ass pulling her tight and I lean in to whisper into her ear as I tug on her hair. "Get down on your...knees," I say.Without hesitation she drops to her knees looking up at me, begging me for instruction. She's not used to this authority, this commanding tone I'm using, she loves it though. For the first time in years, she's not in control, it's exciting, it's exhilarating and she's shaking with anticipation, I look down and stare her directly in. ..it took what should have been a great first experience and quickly turned it from bad to worse. I'm not sure if it was because I was drunk, stoned, or just not that turned on by Vickie in the first place, but as I was plodding away, pumping Vickie's gaping hole like one of those Texas oil-drill's, I had a suddenly envisioned what it really felt like: stirring a paint bucket. Yup, my poor cock was a stir-stick, and I was slowly but surely mixing up a custom batch of white-trash primer in a 5. Being small breasted I had convinced her to go without her bra whenever possible and car trips were no exception. She tried to call me but being asleep I didn’t hear the phone ring. He was nice and chatty all the while looking over at her a fare amount. He must have been able to tell she was braless because he looked south of her eyes much of the time he was talking to her. Then he rolled his window down and the cab filled with ice cold air, this cause instant nipple hardons. (hardons,. The other two spun around, crossbows at the ready. The second guard was upon on of them in an instant. The soldier had no time to switch weapons. He swung his crossbow to parry the blow from the sword. The other soldier brought his crossbow to bear on the first guard.The shot was true. The guard's blood-stained sword clattered to the stone as he groped at the bolt sticking out of his neck, blood bubbling from his mouth. He uttered a choking sound and fell.There was a strangled noise from his.