I waited a few seconds before taking my second shot, this time destroying the apple. Finally, I fired at the plum disintegrating it instantly. “Practice and concentration,” I told the doggystyle men. “You have no idea how many hours and weeks I practiced that before I got it right. I must have shot ten thousand rounds. Now, there’s one thing that most of you don’t consider—gravity. A bullet starts to fall as fetish soon as it leaves the barrel. The rate of fall is independent of its horizontal speed. At fifty yards my .44 Magnum shell has a muzzle velocity of about 1,350 feet per second. It covers the fifty yards in .11 seconds and the bullet will fall almost two and a half inches so I have to aim that much higher in order to strike the target. My 9mm only travels at about 1150 fps so it will fall even farther. Most of your shooting will take place at twenty feet or less. Scientific studies have shown that, so if you aim for the chest and the bullet drops an inch or so it won’t make any difference. This is something you have to consider if you have to shoot at longer distances.” I stopped when one of the officers asked a question. “Chief, isn’t it a disadvantage having only six shots when most people, like criminals, use a semi-automatic with at least double the number in the clip?” “That’s a good question, Somers. Let’s get a target. Most of the time you won’t have to fire more than ten yards so it’s important that you aim and practice at twenty or more. Start at twenty and move up amateur from there.” I reloaded as the range manager ran a man-shaped target out to forty yards as we had discussed earlier. I raised my Colt Python quickly, but not so fast as to upset my balance. Then I fired one shot after another until the cylinder was empty. I flipped it open with my right hand, spilling the spent cartridges onto the floor as I pulled one of the speed loaders from my belt, ejecting the cartridges into the cylinder in less than two seconds. petite I flipped the cylinder closed as I replaced the loader, bringing the weapon up to horizontal as I did. Once I had my left hand on the grip and trigger I commenced firing again. I repeated once the six shots were spent. The target was retrieved once I was done. “Care to guess how many times I had to practice that? I used to sit in my Navy barracks and practice for hours whenever I wasn’t on duty. Now pov I can do it in my sleep. One of these days my life and the lives of others may depend on my ability…or yours.” My target, once retrieved, showed eighteen holes in the central body mass of the target showing eighteen straight kill shots. I stepped back and Daryl stepped forward, loaded his H&K 9mm and fired just as quickly as I did. He changed clips and fired again. The room cried out with her presence, even though she wasn’t there. I just smiled and kept my rhythmic thrusting into Ronda. Vilja lay in her own bedroll, snoring softly, a modest pale breast with its ever-erect nipple poking saucily at me through her almost sheer white nightgown. When the girls arrived, Mark could feel himself tense up and hoped it wasn’t noticeable to the woman next to him. “I will take a quick death…,” he said, and Machoke nodded, and thought up a fancy way to end him. I assumed it was Tyler and I was right when I saw him open the door. What could be happening to doggystyle her that’s so terrible petite she’d rather submit to capture and a lifetime of slavery than endure it? amateur We need Arthur. Beryl pulled me into a lip lock, eagerly tonging me. Breathing faster. I licked my fingers and felt my cunny, hot to the touch as I tried to place the voice. I told Tammy, “I have not seen his cock, but I have seen him hard a few times. “Liar!” I growled. I let out a moan and struggle to my feet and walk over to the counter. Her words degenerated into unintelligible fussing and her head started to clear. She was cumming hard. I don’t want to fail the class, it would kill my GPA. Ephus wasn't that happy with the short meeting that he and Zeus were having. Happy with his setup, he reached for the remote control, aimed it at the TV and hit play. I took in that she was indeed shorter than me and that each tentacle that extended from her back seemed to have a different pov shaped tip. Putting my gym bag in my car, we walked the short distance to his place. “Oh yea! “How could we have not known? She was thrilled to death to finally have some sexy underwear… matching bra and panties, regular and crotchless. She said she was weak. It was only because of how tantalizingly slow the pace was that he hadn’t cummed buckets. “Oh my, that was yummy I love cum.” She pulled her sweats up and sat back down. I could feel myself squeezing the poor policeman’s waist. Only one week and then the Danes can have him for the sex they so much like, pretending him to be dominant, but not yet, nooooooooo, unghnmmmmmmm. Carol did as she was told, and took a bite of the pasta with sauce, and she smiled once again, unable to comment with more than fetish sounds as she pushed in another fork full. You should hang some chains and manacles on the walls.” she said, “maybe put in a rack or an iron maiden.” “Just studying,” she answered.