At ten-thirty, headlights appeared. I tracked the black Suburban. It parked, engine running. Headlights winked off.Through the scope I saw two occupants in the front seats, neither of them Lucas Smith.The passenger door opened. A heavily muscled man stepped out and opened the back door. Reaching in, he manhandled Callie out. She stumbled, falling to one knee and he hauled her up carelessly by the arm. I noticed plastic cuffs binding her wrists, her hair in disarray. Fury threatened to overwhelm me. Breathing deeply, I found calm, icy calm.Moving my aim, I checked the driver, then swung back to the muscle. Less than two inches movement from this distance. One second.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. Then after noticing it a few times I asked whether she wanted to see it, she said:”Yes but then you will ask to kiss my breasts won’t you?”I said only if you want it. Then we went to the new block auditorium it was usually deserted. Our uniform shirt was white in color. When we reached there I slowly reached for my zip then I removed it and took out my cock. I already had a boner. She said,” wow,this is how it looks just like porn.” I asked whether I could see her breasts. She agreed.She was wearing a tight shirt.She removed her shirt told me to turn around. I did and then she removed her bra and put on her shirt back on.She then told me that I can turn around but cannot touch. I saw her saggy breasts not so clear but I saw her nipples popping out. It was so hot. I then spilled some water on her shirt with my water bottle. It made shirt transparent and it was sticking to her breasts and showed her brown perky nipples. I didn’t wait any second. I don’t know what got over me.I started.
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