More than that: it would keep right on firing until the magazine was empty or the trigger had been released. And the releasing of the trigger would be...a less than sure bet. Once the gun had been unleashed, the only sure way it could stop firing would be by emptying itself.It was twelve gauge, and loaded with high quality sporting ammunition. It was duck shot, and deadlier, at very close range, than buck shot. And those little BB's would fill a man's gut with just one shot. With the plug pulled. “That is an absolute huge fucking turn on for me, huge,” Nat is moaning as he teases his erection “So good, so fucking good, fuck my cunt, fuck my cunt,” I am moaning again as Vivian and I commence tribbing.“Watch me cum, watch me, now,” Nat is almost screaming as we position ourselves to watch as he breathes very heavily and teases the full length of his very erect cock with the tip of the thumb and forefinger of both hands.“Now watch us cum together,” Vivian tells him as we keep tribbing. Plus, her caramel skin is so tight, you would never know she was forty. Her only reason for being single was simply she hasn’t found anyone challenging. Her main love is the Bible. Sweet Eleanor was talking about how good the pastor was that morning to Emma just as she sat down with Sumie. ‘You know, that parable about the olive trees was absolutely thrilling! I do think the dried up olive tree is referred to the Middle East not having God in their lives.’ ‘They do, Elle,’ Emma said to her. She turned her ass to Lisa to give cake to Kevin. With that, Lisa started to rub Rosalie's labia with her thumb. Kevin put his cake to the side when Lisa unzipped his fly and pulled out his cock. Rosalie needed no further invitation. She started to lick around Kevin's cock head in synchronicity to the work being done on her cunt lips. Lisa thoughtfully put a pillow on the floor so Rosalie could could kneel and more comfortably suck her husband's cock. Lisa then put another pillow on the floor.