I rode it out with a smile in my warm, comfortable nest.She settled with a long, violent quiver when Jackie eased off her assault. A few seconds later... her grip on me relaxed enough for me to lift up from her chest. Christine was gasping for air, and a light sheen of sweat made her face glow.My wife moaned, and I looked over to see her licking her lips. Her face was covered in pussy juice. She beckoned me with her eyes, and then drew me into a passionate kiss. The scent of Christine’s arousal. "Too bad, you are in your mid twenties now, you should have felt like a whole woman at least once," he mentioned, tightening his grip around me. My head rested on his shoulder while I just smiled. I felt his cock continuously sliding in and out of my pussy, my breasts become completely squished and every single inch of my body become drenched in sweat too. "You have my heart, hung man, you better be good to it." "Would getting you pregnant be a good move in that case?" I lifted my head away. He grabbed both my arms and pushed me down flat on the mattress. Before I knew what was happening he had grabbed the bottom of my blouse and pulled it up over my head grabbing my bra along the way and bringing it up with my blouse. I tried pushing him away but I was 5’3” and 108 lbs and he was almost 6’ and who know how much. He reached under my skirt and tore off my panties. I don’t remember him getting his cock out but I do remember feeling it against my leg. That’s when I knew what. She pulled three ten-round magazines from a shelf in the safe, loaded each one with the massive .50 caliber cartridges, and placed them into cutouts in the case. Her S&W Model 29 and three speed loaders also went into their custom cutouts in the foam. She returned to the library after locking the safe, opened the bottom right-hand drawer in the desk, and punched a numeric code into the steel door built into the drawer. When it popped open, she pulled out a vintage Model 10 and two speed.