The side door of the van blocking us slid open and a man with a mask and a gun began to get out. Fritz, Chuck and Paul had all drawn their weapons and...were facing the street as the white van had sped up and slammed on its brakes next to us.“Gun!” I yelled.I heard the three amigos scream out in fear. I knew I had to protect them. The van blocking our path was only six feet away, so I didn’t hesitate as I exploded off the sidewalk. I think the gunman was surprised when I used the Bo staff like a. I whispered at him, asking if he was enjoying it. Tyrone just nodded.Soon my motion changed from swivels to little back and forth trusting action. I knew that this tactic was working better on him; but I was also starting to feel the twinges of another shattering orgasm.I looked at Tyrone in his eyes, knowing that I had not much more time before another intense orgasm overtook me, but I then felt that the black guy was getting harder, growing inside of me.His black hands had moved down to my. It was not painful just a little discomfort having something inserted in your bum, but he kept talking and eased both my concerns and embarrassment as his finger felt this way then that way, each time pulling out then back in.After the initial intense pain I had felt, this had an embarrassingly soothing feel to it, so when he suggested to me it would help in easing the pain, I agreed with his assessment, relaxing and let him continue with his probing, not realizing he was stretching my. I thought I'd done fine as the shop was nearly empty and then they came in."Tom looked up and started laughing in his infectious way, which caused Chuck and the Vivienne to start too. "Sorry," Tom stuttered, "We could have gone tomorrow. I didn't really expect you to get them but thanks, it will save us a trip. Shopping is not one of my fortes unless it is for tools." What is it?" enquired Marjorie."Don't start him off," Mary exclaimed, "He'll talk all night about it." And Tom did. He was a.