From above, about one hundred fifty yards to the west on the right-of-way a sniper team was setting up. They looked down the old roadbed and a brief h...le in the vegetation was giving them quick glimpses into a narrow slice of the trench. The sniper, whose real name was a mystery, went by the name of Alf. His features were veiled by the mass of beard and long hair. He wore a baseball cap, put on backwards and was adorned in overalls. He carried a Remington model 700 which had likely cost a. " Sorry or not, when you leave here this afternoon, I want you to go to the shelter for battered women. At the very least, there will be other women like you there who you can talk to. You will be safe there, also."Sandy didn't say anything, and Bonnie hoped that it was a good sign that she might actually go this time."Anyway, I have to get to work now. I'll find out who you have to call and set it all up for you."Bonnie didn't wait for the young woman to object before heading through the. Uncomfortable at first but once in feeling right. Then she is pulling out. I find myself dreading the pain as she pulls out but it never comes. She is on the way back down. Full again. Slow withdrawal and then slowly speeding up until her skin is slapping against my arse cheeks. Slap. Slap. She pauses briefly. Lies along my back her cock still deep inside me. "You feel great" She says. Her lips press the top of my shoulder blades. Then she is off again. Grunting and groaning. Slap. Slap. Slap.. His back, unlike his chest, was almost hairless and he had bracelet-style tattoos around both his upper arms. His skin was tanned, apart from a narrow band below his waist and covering his rounded buttocks. I climbed over him and pulling his legs apart slightly, I buried my face between the cheeks of his bum. And it was a gorgeous bum; soft but muscular, round and full, peppered with little black hairs, just like his tanned legs. As I spread the cheeks of his buttocks, I slipped my tongue into.