Even if he lived, he knew he'd never use it again. Trailing uselessly behind him, he couldn't even feel if he were bleeding from it. God, I'm fucking ...ired.The .40-cal pistol bullets were just as bad. Three had smacked him, jerking him only fractions of a second apart. One got him in the upper thigh, and that hurt like hell. The one in his gut felt like it tore a bunch of fat loose, and his belly burned.But what was going to kill him, if the Border Patrol didn't save him first, was the one. That was enough, finally, to send Kerry over the edge, and the brunette arced her back, squeezed Monica's head between her muscular thighs and, grunting, began shaking with the force of her orgasm. She finally fell back against the pillow and opened her legs. Monica's entire face was slick with Kerry's juices, and she had a dazed look as Mark continued to pump in and out of her pussy. Finally, the steady rhythm proved too much and she started to shake and moan. Mark grasped Monica by her hair. Knowing how well we were doing, she asked if we could build another greenhouse.This one would be for our own use, to grow many of the same vegetables that we plant in our spring truck garden. I agreed readily, and the women had seedlings ready to transplant by the time it was finished. Not only does it provide us with fresh produce year-round, but it also reduces the amount the women have to can during the summer in order to ensure that we have an adequate supply until the next harvest.At. Kangalai mudi kondu orak kanal appavai paarthen, appa en thudaiyai utru paarthu kondu irunthaar.Innum avaruku mudu eetra vendum endru pavadaiyai lesaga mele thukinen, iru thudai matrum pundai lesaga theriyum padi thuki appavirku kanbithu kondu irunthen. Appavirku mudu eeri vitathu, tv off seithaar piragu en arugil vanthu paduthaar.Enaku mudaga irunthathu, appa kaiyai porumaiyaaga en kaaliyil vaithaar enaku kaamam thalaiku eeri irunthathu. Avar porumaiyaaga kaiyai thadavi konde thudaiku.