They stopped instantly. Alana looked at them and said, ‘Fire.’ Not one round missed. If this was a contest, twenty of the twenty-four rounds were ...n the ‘ten ring’. There was no arguing about who shot the other four rounds. Other agents ran north, to try to block the westbound escape route on Dorchester Road. The men in the Greyhound were unaware of the devastation that had been wreaked upon their comrades. However, more and more armor piercing shells started hitting the RV and it was taking a. I could feel I was getting damp between the legs and could feel the unmistakable feel of his bulging cock pressing through my dress and into the mound of my pussy. As his hands again ran up my hips, his right hand slipped up further and I could feel my nipple tingle inside my dress with pleasure as his hand ran across my breast. Abrams other hand now slipped up the back of my dress and deftly slipped the zipper down, like he had done that a million times before. I watched his face as his right. We won’t go into the situation with the trams.The company had moved into new premises, modern buildings between the bus and railway stations, overlooked by some of the Hallam university buildings. I knew that many of the engineering students would be interning with local companies like Icomsec. Happily (not that it was difficult to find somewhere to park a motorbike) there was an underground secure car park where, after a short delay, I was admitted.I’d never met Franz van Walters before. He. ”The two men began softly stroking each other’s faces. Greg followed Stan’s lead in where to touch, how to touch, when to remove a piece of clothing.Soon shirts were removed and hands began to stroke pecs and nipples. Stan’s fingertips drummed on Greg’s nipples till they stood up at attention. A sigh escaped his lips and he leaned back into the soft leathery grip of the ancient sofa.Stan’s fingers wandered down the stripe of hair that led from Greg’s chest to his jeans.“Mind if I unzip these?”.