It felt so different than a pussy, even lubricated. I started pushing in and out, just a little each time and started making progress. Kristen's face ...ook almost fevered as she encouraged me to continue. I could hear the sloppy noises her fingers were making as she moved back and forth between her clit and her pussy, all the while, gripping my cock with what felt like a hand. She was making whistling noises while breathing hard, and then would tell me to keep going. It was very slow how I moved. Steve and Becky both worked in the sales department and had plenty of experience. Steve was thirty-five. He was rather short at 5”3” tall. His younger wife Becky was petite. She was only twenty-six but the love of Steve’s life. A pretty little blonde with a gorgeous figure and a personality so sweet and charming. They were staying at a hotel now after making last minute arrangements with their families. Steve had no ides where they were headed. Just that they had their passports ready and. He then surprised me by grabbing my hips and spinning meover onto my back. Before I could ask what he was doing hehad engulfed my clit and was giving me some of the besthead I had ever received.My ass now felt like it was sucking in and out. Like it wastrying to tell me that it needed cock and why won't I giveit to it? What a slut I had become and damn did I loveevery minute of it. I couldn't keep my concentrationanymore and blew a huge load down his throat.He didn't miss a beat and sucked down. We recognized him just in time – well, nearly,” she sobbed. “He drew a gun, and we shot him, both of us. He was dead before he hit the ground, but he got a shot off. It hit Elsa in the leg. She’s lost a lot of blood. The ER staff told us that his bullet hit her femoral artery. Geck got a tourniquet on it, but she was unconscious by then.”I practically screamed, “Will she make it? Will she live?”Cindy sobbed, “We think so. We think we caught the blood loss in time, and she was here less than ten.