I kept a small amount for myself, not to spend on me, but for travelling expenses. I was planning on using some of the cash to buy a firearm, but with...ut having the right contacts, it was not possible. Maybe it was better that way. The last thing I needed was the police on my tail. The only weapon I had was the old police baton. If appropriately used, it would be as lethal as any weapon.With my injury healing on my face, I was more comfortable going out during the day. A light curved line ran. John, Rob and Steve still didn’t answer their phones, so he went online and found them playing their favorite shooter game. He invited them over to his house and kept on insisting that they come until they gave in and logged out, one after the other. He didn’t tell them what he had in store for them, just that they would have fun at his place. Jack’s mother left and he watched TV while he waited for his friends to arrive. They rode their bikes over and arrived within five minutes of each other.. I had about as much interest in their time at the training center as I did my parent’s visit. Perhaps a very slight bit more, only because I had once fancied Uncle Peter the way Debbie did my father. But Nallen had brushed that interest aside. It was a bit disconcerting seeing them after their time at the center, Uncle Peter had always been a rather quiet taciturn man. But now he and Aunt Fran would stare into each other’s eyes, lost to the world, occasionally chuckling. Or a secretive smile. I'm hollering for him to give me that huge potent load and I'm close to a vaginal. Then his plowing slows and he holds himself deep, I feel the shaft of his thick cock start to convulse and twitch. He is filling me! I felt eight cock spasms when like a light switch it kicked me into a vaginal orgasm. I can't say much about what happened after that. I regain composure, I'm all tingles and tender. Ken is still on top of me, inside me and still rock hard. He comes down to my face and we.