We had hardly gotten into position when six trucks drove up and disgorged 12 men from the back of each truck. These men were all carrying repeating ri...les, but I could only assume that they were military grade. We were all startled when they started shooting at us. Fortunately, Sue, who was acting as commander of our group, reacted properly and sounded the warning horn that she was carrying.Let me tell you, there was no mistaking the sound made by that special horn, and it was loud enough to be. I was pretty average in the sex department up until the past 2 to 3 years, and than it has exploded to the point that I would consider myself a slut, and I am loving it. I would describe myself as a 55 years old, 5 feet 5 inches tall, 145 pounds, Hispanic with darker skin, brunet hair – shoulder length, mouth that loves to suck cock and loves the taste of cum, breast size 36D with mouthful size nipples that are extremely sensitive, abdomen not fat, but enough cushion for some good pushing,. And as she did she told him: “ So now we were both nude and he laid me back on the floor and moved around until he was right in front of me. He spread my legs wide. I told him to eat my pussy and he did. His mouth was like nothing I ever experienced before daddy as he sucked on me. Daddy, he had a tongue like a snake. It was so long and he could make it into a sort of point or he could change it into a sort of scoop. He lapped me pussy and sucked on it and then he inserted his finger deep into. I would like to warn the ladies, this story has chauvinistic overtones.To the, "torch the bitch at any cost," trolls ... do not read this story. You won't like it. If you do read it I can only think you must be masochistic.My story, "It's the thought that counts," received more comments than any of the other stories I've written, by far. A lot of those comments dealt with the over the top reaction of Jim. This sequel deals with his reaction as well as Cathy's fantasy.I believe this story has.