I squeezed the trigger and the gun rapidly barked and jerked upwards in my hand as it spat out bullets. The target splintered, the first few bullets s...riking the crotch, then there was a jerky line going up his hip into his gut. I smirked in satisfaction. Shooting effigies of Brandon never seemed to grow old."I hope you enjoy hell, bastard!" Mark shouted.I chill went through me. We had sold our souls to the Devil, just like Brandon. When we die, was eternal torment going to be our reward? Mark. It was long and thicker than the first one. He moaned loudly as I took it in my mouth. I grabbed one in each hand and pulled them to me so I could suck both at the same time. As I shoved them in my mouth, one guy moaned loudly and the other said ‘Oh, Shit” and moaned as I sucked them both.We went like this for a while, the two of them standing, taking turns. The guy I originally started sucking directed me with his hands on my head from cock to cock. He would shove my head down on each and at. And the following rhythm of him fucking my wife. I couldn't keep my eyes closed any longer, and had to see the beauty before me. He had his hands on you. Massaging your back, shoulders, whilst gently and firmly thrusting inside you. My heart flipped with mixed emotions of jealousy and absolute arousal, seeing you facing me with your eyes closed, hair dishevelled, and your beautiful, beautiful body engaged with another man. Nobody noticed I was awake, both you and him closed off to the world.. Good Luck. Kisses to you both. Unable to hold back her emotions, Sara ran sobbing into Carson’s arms. ‘What would Jessie Chicago do, Carson?’ ‘Nothing, and she’d hope the bastard never gets an erection again.’ ‘Carson!’ They looked at one another and burst into near-weepy laughter. At breakfast Sara asked Carson had slept well and the reply was she’d slept surprisingly well. ‘He’ll come back to me one day, especially when finding out I have not admitted a Mr Right into my life.’ ‘So you are not.