I wrenched myself out from under Dad's hand and started to run. I ran out of the parking lot and turned to follow them, knowing they were already a mi...e ahead of me. Something shifted in my mind and I kicked my legs out into an all-powerful stretch as I yelled again. "No!"Of course, there was no way I could catch them—nothing I could do if I did. Once I hit the highway, I didn't even contemplate following them. I just had to run. I had to do something and it was the only thing I could do. I. This room contained case after case of RPG rockets and small mortar rounds. A fire here could literally play hell. Now, Phobos was as upset as I was. We looked around quickly, and got on to the next room. This one contained the RPG launch tubes and about 40 cases of small-caliber mortars, probably 60mm, but there were no markings on the cases, so we were not absolutely sure.If it were not for the explosives, we could just start a big fire and let the Fire Department find the weapons when they. Then it hit me again. I needed to relieve myself sexually. I needed to release. My pussy started to burn hotter than before. I didn’t know it was this possible to get so horny. She whisked me away to my little apartment and walked me up to the door. “I will call you later okay sweety?” with that she kissed me on each cheek as if she were Italian and she almost danced down the steps to get back in her car. I walked into the apartment. My fingers instantly went to explore my newly waxed body. I. Her ass cheeks were heavy and round – though not fat. When she rides me, he bums cause a different kind of vibration on my cock. Her pussy was fragrant and soft. She just loved when I go down on her.For many of our holidays, she had been bold enough to bathe topless and party without panties. My hand creeping up her butts and my fingers reaching her vagina in a public place were a definite turn on for my wife. We both had voyeuristic tendencies.On our honeymoon, we got drunk and went skinny.