I scored expert using a M1 on the known distance range. It was something that I was really good at since I’ve hunted ever since I was a kid. I score... the highest on the shooting range. My CO called me a natural. It was my dad’s influence that made me such a good shot. He owned and operated a small sports shop in our town. There wasn’t much I didn’t know about hunting and guns. I especially enjoyed myself on the pop-up target course. We would walk down a path and when a silhouette of an enemy. I hear moans and grasps and I know you’re in heat. I grabbed the bottle of milk that we didn’t finish and I poured the rest between your ass and coated my cock with it, I then begin to hump your hot fucking body like a madman. I hear you screaming for me to fuck you and fuck you hard until you cum. I drop down until my face is in your ass and I begin to eat you, I stick my tongue in your ass and get you so fucking hot and bothered, your going insane . However, all good things must come to an end, and soon we all rose to leave. When I came to pay my share of the bill, I discovered that the group had chipped in and covered my share.Back in my truck, I sat there for a few minutes, daydreaming as to what it would be like to have someone like Patricia in my life. I, by no means, was sexually deprived. However, I had not found a woman to date who shared my passion for diving and my love for the ocean. As a result, I had become, in no small. About ten minutes, you said?" Yes. Will that give you enough time?" Nicole asked, a look of pure innocence on her face."Oh fuck, yes," Mitch thought to himself, knowing he'd have this load jerked off within just a minute or two. Instead, he just shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. "Uh, yeah. That'll be plenty of time." Okay, I'll see you back down here in ten minutes." With a smile on her face, Nicole headed upstairs. Mitch hurriedly grabbed his knapsack and followed, his eyes on her mother's.