The fates changed my plan by having one of the brown shirts catch a glimpse of us on the bluff above the beach. He started yelling and tried to drill ...s with his rod. Here is something to remember, never bring a heater to a chopper fight.I told the Home boys, "Go ahead start throwing some metal at em!" All the brown shirts on land were chilled off and the truck was on fire. The boat was sinking too, the plugs and boat having way too many holes in them. "Fire at the U-boat! I yelled. The metal. You're not...you're not going to cum just yet, are you? I don't...I don't want you wasting your sperm...I want you to flood me out with it...maybe its better if you just...put your hands by your sides, eh"? I sighed! Gemma was correct of course; if I'd continued wanking, it wouldn't have been long before a geyser of sperm had shot from my knob and probably onto Gemma's pert little titties instead of deep inside her cunt? I did as I was told but my shaft jutted out angrily in front of me and. So i drove by her house and picked her up she looked really sexy in her skirt and tank top we talked and went to a shopping center we hit the food court 1st. It was there i confided in her my husband was cheating on me i didnt tell her bout earlier that morning but she was pissed as any good friend should be i begged her not to tell anyone and that i wanted her help to win him back.We were in victorias secret and i thought id buy pair of lingerie and stockings and itd be good so she sat with my. Sara broke the kiss, “What were you going to tell me?”Her face very close to mine, I told her of the effect the first sight of her had had on me. And it was lovely to hear the laugh that escaped her lips, as she touched my arm. “Oh, you are a good storyteller,” she whispered.“No story. Truth. Totally unexpected.”She moved her belly against what must have been my so-obvious erection. “We are going to do it, aren’t we?”I couldn’t prevent my sigh as I said, “Oh, I hope so.”“When? Where? Down.