"I gave her my full interest. Let's see if I can convey the impression she gave. She obviously took care of herself; she looked slim and fit. Curves, ...ust not many. Dark hair, going grey. No make-up. Smooth face, with laughter-lines, straight nose, generous mouth. Wide-set, dark blue, eyes. Fitted, worn, blue jeans and denim jacket over dark blue t-shirt.I put down the helmet I was about to put on, took the key out of the ignition and unzipped my jacket – worn soft, black leather – slipped the. 338 and carefully adjusted the scope. He judged the distance to be about 1000 meters, well within the killing range of the rifle in his hands. He carefully cradled the weapon and took slow measured breaths. Steve decided to go for the son first as he would likely be quicker to react to a bullet hitting his father. Roxie had seen Steve change from the direction he had been aiming and peeked over the rocks to see what he was doing. She barely sighted the two men by the car, when the rifle in. It made her look even more attractive, Matt thought, and he wondered why she blushed. ‘I prepared some food for you,’ he said. ‘Do you think you’d like to try?’ She nodded. ‘I’d better,’ she said. ‘B-b-but…’ ‘I’ll try and help out,’ Matt said. ‘B-b-but…’ she said again, ‘m-m-mustn’t you go home?’ Matt gave her a smile that, he hoped, might be comforting. ‘Not I,’ he said. ‘No pets, no people. I’m master of my own time. Come, let’s try and get you back to health again, okay?’ ‘Yes,. “Shit, oh fuck, keep going, yes.....yes...YES....YES...harder” Panting I was thrusting my cock as hard as I could deeper inside her making the couch move, it’s a wonder that couch hadn’t started to bang on the wall it was moving that much. Aunt May’s legs were locked around my waist pulling me further into her pussy. I could see her breasts were bouncing up towards her face with every thrust I made into her, that was such an erotic view and made me want to thrust even harder into her. Looking.