Concentrating - there was no room for error - my heart rate slowed. Hands stilled. Body relaxed. Rifle butt snug to my shoulder, I aimed at the driver... stopped breathing, and gently squeezed the trigger.The shot was loud, echoing across the cemetery, the rifle butt shoving back at me. The Suburban’s windscreen cracked like a spider web around a hole. Without breathing, before the second man could react, in under a second, a second shot exploded. Through the optic scope I watched the muscled. Once inside, he pressed her against the wall kissing her with more passion than she had ever known. Through her dress he firmly caressed her breasts particularly massaging her erect nipples. Her breasts were on fire but that was nothing compared to what was burning in her pussy. She was so wet that her thin thong could no longer contain it and her dampness was beginning to trickle down her leg. He exposed her left breast and kissed his way down to her pink nipple. As he breathed in, he drew her. More

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