“What’s this? It looks like an Apache pistol. Why would anyone waste their time on something like that?” Rob asked the group.“No, it’s a dic...head officer’s pistol. Or at least it will be when we’re done. Say, what do you know about these things?” Sergeant White inquired.“My dad was a big firearms guy and had a C&R license from BATF. He collected all sorts of weird stuff but wasn’t able to ever get his hands on one of these things. They’re pretty rare. It was a stupid design that didn’t work,. She wanted to see the city, she confided to her husband, and do a little shopping, perhaps visit the bazaar."What would you buy, if it were possible to go shopping?" he asked."I would look for some digestive biscuits and some Cheddar. I miss my cheese," she replied.Robinson turned to a eunuch."Digestives and Cheddar," he said.Caroline stared at him in sheer disbelief. The eunuch was back in two minutes with a tray on which a cheese board held some Cheddar and Stilton, and a packet of digestives. To check the shirt size I have to check it with store shop keeper. He was tall when I spread the shirt and kept in front of his chest, my sari tuck got outside and my hip got exposed a bit. He was viewing down, I immediately paid and left the shop. Then boarded the crowded bus , there it happened. I was standing near the bar where a man sitting with his kid . I was standing sideways to him, he was continuously seeing my hip very closer.As the bus moved he acted as if he slept he slowly rested. “Oh my god! Yes! Stretch my fuck’n pussy! Hurt it! Hurt my fuck’n pussy! Pound it hard and fuck’n hurt it!”I'm losing my mind, getting hard fucked on the hood of my car in broad daylight another orgasm builds, "Oh god yes! Don't stop! Fuck me! Fuck’n hurt me! Fuck my pussy! Fuck it hard! FUCK IT! FUCK IT! FUCK IT! HARDER! AAAAAAHG! HARDER! HARDER! AAAAUGH! OHFUK! OHFUUUUK IMCUUUAA!" I cry out as Adrian pounds away on my dripping wet fuck hole.It's a warm day and the hood of the car is hot!.