00:01:59.440It´s reaction when I suck it.4300:01:59.480 --> 00:02:01.000A man?4400:02:01.040 --> 00:02:02.120No, a dick and a man as well.4500:02:03.080 --> 00:02:05.960Where do you like them to cum?4600:02:08.320 --> 00:02:12.480If I like a man,he can cum to my mouth.4700:02:12.480 --> 00:02:13.800Have you swallowed the cum?4800:02:13.840 --> 00:02:14.840Yes.4900:02:14.880 --> 00:02:16.960Are you able to swallow a lot of cum?5000:02:17.240 --> 00:02:18.880I don´t know.5100:02:18.920. The rifle itself fit precisely in its designated slot. As did the scope. A smaller case held cleaning tools and a small leather bound book. I flipped through it — page after page of muzzle velocity, elevation data, windage.Matt handed me the rifle. “It’s hand-built. E. F. Huntington. Family company, mother and daughter now. They only make five or six a year.”What a beaut! The black matte rifle itself was clean-looking, simple. Good lines, thoughtful design. More than just function — it was. That was till I remembered sucking her nipples till they were rock hard. Or how she clamped her legs behind my ass driving my cock deeper into her wet cunt. Suddenly I did want to know. I wanted to know every thing. "Fuck it." I said not caring once again. I sure had been saying that quite a lot lately. Truth is, deep down, I really did care. I mean I honestly loved my Mother and knew that things were not her fault. I guess I was just using it as an excuse to act out. I had to know where Mom.Read More
