It was more for her peace of mind than a serious threat. Of course, the Webley made a hell of a bang but if you were unfortunate enough to get hit wit... one of the lead messengers, you were definitely down for the count. It was rather like the American M1911 Colt .45 automatic that so popular in the Philippines in stopping the drugged up tribesmen with no fear of death or pain.She was partial to the knife just like Claude's younger brother but she liked it better in the dark when it couldn't be. In fact, I could not see where her nylons ended.Seemingly reading my mind, she explained. "I'm wearing pantyhose today, with my panties on over the hose. This way, I don't have to wear a garter to keep the nylons up. They are attached to the top of pantyhose and stay up by themselves."I said nothing more until we reached her house. I had all I could do to absorb that great view of her legs.Once in her house, she directed me to go into the living room. She followed, and stood in the middle of. It was such a naughty thought, letting strangers watch our love making, that I got wet just thinking about it. So, we needed a camera, a good one. But, we had to wait until Friday when Cynthia got her paycheck from Starbucks. So, after she got off work today, we cashed her check and bought a great webcam and a tripod for it. The webcam was really just a camcorder, but it had a great mike on it and the Geek Squad nerd at Bestbuy assured us it was perfect for streaming. While waiting to get our. Carefully she lowered herself, her baby-blues looking deep into my eyes. I placed my hands on the top of her thighs, pulling her toward my desperate mouth. Finally, my tongue pressed against her soft flesh, her lips welcoming my touch. She tasted as good as she smelled and soon my tongue worked its way further inside, probing her inner realm.“Oh yeah,” she cried, “Lick that pussy.”Not quite sure if she was mocking me or not, I was still loving the experience. The way Amber was positioned, her.