From now on, my conscience was clear. The door was not fully open, and it was making a sight, if not a bullet, shield to my right. I turned to my left...and stepped into the room.At least one person was paying attention, and he was pointing a double-barrel shotgun at me. I was quick enough to jump back through the door to the veranda as he pulled the trigger. All of the buckshot missed, but it sure made a mess of the surface of the door. Okay, I hoped that I had just made my last stupid mistake.I. “But you still thought about it too,” Sage counters, this time with a little smile.The smile makes Story smile back. “Just a little.”“Get some rest,” Sage says. “We’re going to need what rest we can get.”Story nods and rolls over. Before she knows it, she is fast asleep. The sleep, however, doesn’t last. They weren’t under attack, but she didn’t expect to feel something crawling on her.She rolls over to see silver, metallic tentacles, which look very much like cocks slipped, out from Tanttan’s. "I didn't know you owned a boat" I own several in fact" he smiled, "Come aboard" and he steered it into the bank beside us, his wife came up from below and he introduced me saying,"This is David who works for me at the bakery and if I'm not mistaken this young lady is Ann who is starting with us soon, am I right?" You are sir" Annie said and shook hands with them both,"We were just going to the pub yonder, care to join us for a drink?" Thank you sir, yes we would" Splendid" he beamed, "But. .” she began in a whisper. “Shh,” Henry mumbled. The tip of his tongue danced along the slit, tasting her sweetness. She shuddered in pleasure as her red pubic hair bristled against his face. If she known he was coming, she would have been trimmed for him, but his five o’clock shadow from the plane trip against her bush created a new sensation. She groaned in pleasure. His tongue continued its gentle teasing, waiting for her hips to begin lifting and rocking before he slid deeper. As he found.