"No-one touches these guns; I don't give a damn, who he is. Get it?"There was no need to check out Edgar I had loaded soft hollow nosed rounds and hal... his back was missing."God what have you done?" Mark shouted in Gaelic."I came in good faith to take him back, he may have dominated you people but he will not dominate me. Did he think I was some stupid idiot, I too am a soldier, a sniper and this is my weapon and no man touches it. If he was such a good soldier he should have known not to grab. Now go inside and get yourself ready, eat something and I'll be back in an hour." I didn't want him to leave but I knew better than to question him. The promise of his return kept me satisfied as he drove away and I stepped inside my house. The thought of food had my stomach rumbling and as I fixed myself a sandwich I realised that I was actually starving. Then I had a shower, shaved and re-shaved until I was completely smooth and then put on my emerald lace bra and matching thong. I put my. Never in her entire sheltered life had anything like this happened. Her fear was disappating, and her arousal increasing. “Hold on to the box. It's heavy,” #2 said, releasing her hands. Doing as she was told, Simone tried to focus on hating what was being done to her, but failing miserably. She screeched when the first lash to her nipples landed. White hot pain sizzled from her erect nubs directly down to her dripping snatch. “I think she liked that, man,” #3 said to #1. The Simone standing. “Still, I am not sure we should uh…be like this.” “Why not Uncle Stan?”, Lexi acted surprised. “Because you aren’t exactly a little girl any more Lexi”, I added. “Oh, I’m glad you noticed….” She said with a giggle. “Besides”, she added, “I’m cold…brrrrr”, as she wiggled her body over me and I felt her pelvic mound.