The sound of the big rifle caused him to pause in his tracks. Suddenly I saw the glint of metal again. Instinctively I sensed danger. I squeezed off a...three round burst.The burst ricocheted off the Turtle's front shell. That pissed me off. Still it had some effect. The sudden burst of ammo startled the soldier and instinctively he'd shifted his position as he'd tried to bring his weapon to bear. His first shot at us lit up the growing darkness, but didn't hit anything but a tree. The affect was. Wondering if I could make the old lady cum.It was really exciting but the thought of getting caught scared the shit out of me anyway I made my mind up I was going to give it a try, I didn't have the best camera phone but I thought anything is better than nothing, I made a point of everytime I was at her flat I would sit opposite her with my camera app on, always pretending to text on Facebook whilst pointing it in her direction, One day I was there I got a couple of great shots as she stood up. A pungent blend of sweat, semen, and unkempt bung. The foulness of which almost turned me off. I went back to licking his feet while staring at the dick squirming between his legs. Those lovely, cum-heavy balls gently rolling and kissing each other within their sack, covered in a thick pelt of reddish hairs. By now my pistoning throbber had impaled his sloppy, drooling slit of a mouth for so long that his tongue all but gave up any attempt to persuade the depth or movement of my thrusts and. "Just because your father is gone doesn't mean you can use that language in my house, young lady. Your aunt and her kids are staying at least a few weeks, and that's final. You and Amanda get along great, what's the big deal staying in her room for a bit?", my mother replied swiftly, not even bothering looking up from the dishes she was washing. It is worth mentioning that Madeline, my mother, is not Heather's mom. My older sister was actually a recent addition to the family, and kind of the.