" He reached into a pocket and pulled what looked to be some sort of automatic handgun about halfway out. I glanced at Joe; he had his gun all the way...out and was pointing it at me."This place is some distance from the nearest house or road," he continued. "Gunshots will go unnoticed. As will any cries of those who may be on the receiving end of such gunshots. Or other things that may be done to them. Do I make myself clear?"I nodded.He said something to Joe in Italian. Then he looked back at. He waited for a moment to feel her tight ass around his cock before he started fucking her. Then he fucked in and out of her hole. He would pull almost out then ram back inside her deep. As he fucked he slapped her ass. He watched his hand prints on her ass cheeks as he spanked her hot ass. Fucking her ass was a highlight for him. He knew he could last without coming so he could fuck her in and out many times. With her sexy ass in the air he could see his cock go into her round ass. He would. “Did that potion have my spunk in it?”“Of course it did.”“Okay.” He lifted his arm, inspecting the raw flesh. “This hurts still.”“You’re experiencing the healing process in fast forward. You’re going to feel hungover in a couple of hours if you don’t get any water in you.” She grabbed his hand and pulled. “C’mon, let’s go.”“Nope. Not without Ratu.” Another loud boom rattled the mountain and he cast his gaze upward. The trees along the ridge had been blown free and another avalanche had been. He locked the door, three ways and headed towards the rest of the prefab, ignoring the rucksack. Pushing through the heavy blanket, Carl found himself in a tiny extension occupied mostly by a double bed. He cussed quietly to himself as he groped for the light switch, and after finding none, skirted about the bed to the darker door beyond. A small window, its curtain drawn back slightly, cast a pale light over another TV, but little else. The bathroom beyond was smaller still, yet thankfully the.