I asked if she was going to try a dp. She was facing away from me but was looking at me in the mirror a giant smile came over her. She said that might...happen. I said try and make it happen. I got busy watching TV and then next thing I know Andrea is asking if she looking OK. She was wearing a pair of loose nylon shorts that left the bottom half of her ass cheeks bare and a crop tank top. Her hard nipples stood up proudly. Her dark tan made the light colored clothing really stand out. She. He would take another today. She was nice. As Ed pushed his fruit down the aisle he smiled at Mrs. Harmon. They did not know each other, but she always smiled back at him anyway. That was how he knew she was nice. After they passed each other everything stopped. Stopping was the most magical thing for Ed. No one moved but him. Leaving his fruit, he skipped down the aisle, made circles around a small child and then back towards Mrs. Harmon. She looked beautiful as always. Her wavy brown hair. The gun was in his hand. "Wow - wow. Be careful with that!" I told him and moved backward raising my hands. He grinned at me in a way I didn't like. "He fucked you, didn't he?" he asked. I hesitated too long and he punched me with the gun into my face. Since I stood up I struggled and fell backwards. My whole right side of my face just started to burn. I felt dizzy and shook my head. "Did he fucked your little cunt?" he yelled at me. I really didn't want to answer that. He wanted me too though.. She screamed and cried every inch until the whole thick ten inches was buried in her. "Shhh stay still and let your muscles get used to it" I told her. After she finally relaxed I began to slide in and out, faster and faster not worried about her comfort, until I felt my sack slapping her ass, after a good thorough pounding I felt it draw up tight and I released wave after wave of baby batter in her quivering cunt. I pulled out with a sloppy pop. Gallons of my spunk leaked from her rolling down.