They are scared of the noise of the rifle, but have mastered their fear and will use the rifles if and when needed, Jean says. She will give them woma...ly support. They will carry their own rifles, but you will carry the ammunition for them, as it is a heavy box.”John asked, “Can we instead use a bi-cycle to carry the weight of the rifles and ammunition? I can push it, giving the ladies a chance to march with just a spear. My crossbow can be loaded on the cycle as well, and I can walk beside it,. "For fuck's sake, Anna, do you ever stop?" Timothy said. "I just wanted to give you a heads-up, that's all," I replied. "Fine, is that it?" Timothy asked. "For now, yes it is," I said. "Goodnight," Timothy said as he hung up. I felt better about the decision as I walked past the guys; the thought of taking them upstairs increased as they looked at me. "What you say, we have a repeat of what you did for the interview?" Chris said as he looked at me, going up the stairs. I turned to look at him.. Hard for me. And, thank you God, I was hard for her. Again.I slowly fucked her, and teased her tits mercilessly. I had both hands back inside her shirt, and nibbled on her neck. "God, Mom. This is incredible. I can't believe how good it feels to be inside you," I whispered. "Don't stop. Just like that. You're going to make Mommy cum again. I'm going to cum all over your big fat hard cock. Make Mommy cum for you, baby."I twisted her nipples, making her gasp. My cock was a steel rod, piercing her. In an area populated mostly by Hispanics and troubled by gang activity, most folks gave Gus Malone a wide berth. Sure, he was slim, but he was quick and deadly. One move in his direction could get you cut in a hurry. I think he actually delighted in seeing the fear in a man's eyes when he went at them with a knife. He made his living doing mostly odd jobs, including being muscle for some of San Antonio's most notorious underworld figures. He never talked about his work, for which I was.