C. on in my car and I was shaking. I was very upset. I had lost someone I loved months ago. My marriage was comfortable, but my husband just didn’t ...reat me the way I wanted or needed. Could I get naked on the webcam again? Could I deal with this again. I knew in the end he would dump me. I had gotten my self respect back and here it was again another guy begging and hinting for free thrills to jerk off to. I went back in the house and I looked in the mirror. At 40 I was the most beautiful I. Then my legs were pushed apart and I was slapped again – a scream tried to exit my mouth – but it was too full of my uncles peepee so it came out as a gurgle. He asked them to do it again as whatever they did make my throat convulse around his cock and he liked it. I now knew that his peepee was called a cock.I was slapped again – twice – in quick succession, and I tried to lift myself off the footstool as my cunny was being battered. I could hear the men laughing as my poor cunny was. By counting the number of grooves and measuring the distance between them, he could narrow down what make and sometimes what model of weapon had fired them. He confirmed that that bullets had been fired from a Dan Wesson semi-automatic pistol, which matched the gun that had been seized at the scene. That one was a PM3-P Minor Series, which, in its current condition, might bring a hundred dollars on the open market.Next, he test fired the weapon that had been taken from Moe's hand and compared. ” I replied.“Sounds good.” she responded.I gave her a quick kiss goodbye, got into my truck and drove home. I pulled into the driveway, Ashley’s SUV was already there, I was not sure if she had rode with David or not. He had made himself scarce at the party, after our initial confrontation. Maybe I had judged him unfairly, after all Ashley must see something in him. I unlocked the door, opened it and flipped on the kitchen light. Obviously I was the first one home. I opened the fridge and.