"Punching bag wanted"Her pussy twitched. She began imagining what that would entail. What type of person would want to do that? Would it be dangerous... She decided to test the waters. She clicked on the post and typed:"Looking for M or F?" She sent her response. Her mind raced with devious thoughts and ideas.Sophie could not believe that she was even considering it. Before she had the time to ask herself if she was truly capable of putting herself in that position, a response had come back.. The Mole knew his number was up. No one would mourn his passing or even think of reporting the incident to the police. Half of the miners were on the run from the law as it was.The others emerged from the darkness at gunpoint. Each fearfully observing the newcomer and the gleaming pistol. Max kept the gun trained at The Mole, but turned his head slightly to address the assembled group of scraggly rejects. "I will no longer tolerate theft of company property. You steal from the company you steal. One day when I was about f******n 4 of us went and as it was a hot day as soon as we reached our normal spot we stripped to our shorts.Like all adolescent k**s the talk soon moved onto girls and soon all our cocks were straining against our shorts, One guy said 'fuck it, I need a wank' and pulled his shorts down and started to play with his rock hard cock, well within minutes we were all wanking and laughing and then the same guy said he had heard it felt different if someone else wanked you so. She started secreting her juice. I penetrated my two fingers into her pussy which made her body twisted. When my finger touched her deep, she said, “hey, even my husband never did like this. You are really a wonderful person. Your wife is a gifted person. Then i told her that you are also a gifted person. She asked me why and how? I told her that we are going to have a better course for a longer time and for ever. She thanked me. She laid flat on the berth. I enjoyed her flat body. Her melons.