It was meant to be a joke, so I smiled. However, his voice was soft, like he couldn’t quite catch his breath. I took off his vest and peeled away th... top of his shirt. Two small bullet holes were there just below the right clavicle. It was possible one of them had nicked his lung. He needed to get to surgery soon.I checked his vest. There were no signs of damage. The shooter just got really lucky. I placed the vest against his chest and then climbed up into the SUV to find the first aid. ." before I could finish they had both started laughing.This was a joke, it was all a joke. "Ha Ha, very funny!" I turned to leave."No wait." Antonio said, "I don't like you treating my woman like a hoar, but since you think you can fuck better than I can, be my guest."Monique began to undress, almost as if they had rehearsed this."You go first." He added.Within seconds, Monique was sprawled out on the bed, completely naked. I noticed another tattoo, one on her lower stomach; it was a. What woman could take that without being affected.I had to rent this crummy townhouse and move into it, leaving our large comfortable home and neighbourhood and friends behind. I tried working, but could not keep a job - crummy jobs anyways. Now I was waiting for a new semester at the local community college so I can get a real job, and dump Social Assistance.One thing, I realized during this trip down memory lane, was that my husband had never looked at my ass, never touched it during sex, and. Well it was not exactly a vibrator. The part that was to be inserted in her butt looked a bent attachment for a Mixmaster. And it worked the same way but much slower. It would twist and turn inside of her. I lubed her up and shoved it in. She was just sobering now, no words. She did give a very nice reaction when I turned it on. She was enjoying it so much that she lost her cunt clips. Sighing, I reattached them again, on the exact same spot as before, were the skin was slightly scraped and.