44-40 rifle simply because it would simplify the ammunition situation. However, that was not such a big deal as long as we had the use of the wagon. I... they could not use the .44-40 rifle, we would drop back to the .38-40, which was actually .40 caliber and should have been called a .40-38. I wonder who screwed that one up?The first item on the agenda was to have the women shoot the .44-40 and see how they handled it. We stopped at a safe place to shoot the rifle, and I had the women try it. Me : oh sab to thik hai, par agar jo bacha paida hoga usme meri resemblance aagai to bahut mushkil ho jaye gi our hamare khandaan me yeh bahut bar hota hai ki hum sab ki suratain ek jaisi hai aur hamari family me male jeans powerful hai. Mai chance nai le sakta..She : please mujhe bacha cahiye kuch karo kabir.Main bhut der soch ne ke baad.Me: ek kaam karte hain, hum sex with protection karlenge aab. Par tumhe bache ke liye meri ek baat maani hogiShe: kya hai??Me: mera ek dost hai jo bharose. She got up saying, "Gotta pee," and ran to the bathroom, where I heard the corresponding tinkle.She walked back in as I rose again, causing her to giggle."Have you ever had anyone fuck you in the butt, Emily?" I asked."NO, and I don't want to either! I had some friends tell me about it. They all said it hurt too much. Ask me again in six months. I may be willing to try it then," she said."Anything you want to do, or go to Em?" A walk along the Newport Beach boardwalk sounds like fun?" she. ++++++++++I felt a little bit mean when I tricked her with the glass of water but it was such fun to see her reaction. Especially when Miss slapped her hard between her legs. That must have really hurt, I thought. If anything, the second slap was even harder. I watched as Miss started to play with her cunt. I tipped Slut’s head back and looked in her eyes. She seemed to be inhabiting a different world, some alternative reality. I could tell she was close to another orgasm and her eyes closed as.