She gave Pablo the Winchester because he told her he had never fired a handgun before. He seemed comfortable with the long gun and his brother Manuel ...as more than satisfied with the shotgun because all he had to do was aim it in the general direction of the bad guys and let her rip.The teenaged girl strapped on the acquired six-shooter from the body of the bastard that had ridden down her mother and sent her to her grave. It was a well-worn piece of equipment but it was in excellent condition. Han was on Ben's mind as they rode down the trail at a fast walk after the battle. He wished he could do more for the girl. Ben had grown to love Han over the last five years. Not as a lover but as a father might love a daughter. They urged the horses up to a faster walk as they left the site of the gun battle farther behind. The trail was wide enough for them to ride side by side so they could talk."Han, I still think you should go another direction or at least wait for me someplace," Ben told. It was a cloudy Wednesday morning, I had just dropped off Mario at the college, making my way to the gym I noticed Father Petrou at the entrance waiting for me. Getting out of the car I made a quick sprint to get inside as it started raining hard. “Good morning Father, what a day. What brings you to these parts of the woods.” I said.“Good morning George, I have a small favour to ask of you?”“Tell me, Father.”“You had a small encounter with some teenagers outside Tesco a few days ago?”I. Walker decided he didn't want to hold anything back now either. He lunged at me with his kisses and starting rubbing my hardening cock through my jeans, causing me to moan. He wasted no more time by unzipping my jeans, pulling out my cock, and sucking it into his warm mouth. I tried to be quiet in case the guys up front could hear, but Walker was making it difficult. His mouth always felt good around my cock.I looked over and saw Mike and Tyler with their hands down each other's pants, kissing.