It's Just Chocolate

Of course, the track changed every time so each cadet had to be on his or her toes. I was pleased to see that Aimee Johnstone, Pastor Michaels’ niece, did very well on what Paul told me was her first experience. We retired then to Hardcore the cafeteria for lunch, but only after I accused Paul of being a really cheap bastard. After lunch we walked with the cadets—forty eight of them—to the firing range where Paul had set up four fruits on a saw horse at what he claimed was fifty yards. “You might think it’s impossible to hit these at fifty yards, but I’ve seen Chief Cahill do it dozens of times when we were U.S. Marshals together.” I turned to face the potential officers. “I tell our officers that shooting is nothing cumshot more than practice and concentration. Of course, you have to practice the right techniques or you’ll fail repeatedly with no chance of improvement. You also need to know that the bullet will start to fall as soon as it’s out of the muzzle. How far will it fall will depend on the distance to the target and its muzzle velocity.” Holding my pistol up I explained, “This is a .44 Magnum—a Colt Python, what many shooters consider to be the best handgun ever made. It should be for what it cost me. It is not a amateur pistol for everyone because it’s very heavy and it kicks like a mule as you will soon see.” I loaded the cylinder then laughed. “My friend Chief McCormick is cheating here because I usually do this at fifty yards and I can see that the targets here are at least seventy-five, but that’s okay. I need to make a slight adjustment. At fifty yards the bullet from this gun will fall about an inch and a half. At seventy-five it will be almost double because it’s a matter of acceleration not steady blowjob speed.” I closed the cylinder and repeated, “Practice and concentration. Arms straight but relaxed. The red dot on the front sight exactly in the bottom of the ‘V’ at the rear and aiming above the center of the fruit. Pull the trigger gently while exhaling, like this.” I fired and the cantaloupe disintegrated. I followed in short teen order with the apple and the plum before asking Paul what the final fruit was. “That’s a cherry tomato from my garden,” he said laughing. I had holstered my weapon before speaking to him so I drew quickly, raised my weapon as I pulled the hammer back to full cocked position. I had only aimed for a second when I pulled the trigger and the fruit disappeared in a puff of red smoke. “The trick here is to find a point beyond the target that you can aim at. I did that when I was aiming at the apple and plum. Then it was just a matter of finding the same spot again, relaxing, and firing. “I really hope that you never have to fire your gagging weapon, but you need to know that you can if necessary and that you have confidence that you’ll hit your target. Most of the time your target will be fifty feet or less away and you’ll hear your instructors tell you to aim at the body mass. That’s excellent advice. Aiming for the torso is your best bet. You’ll also be told to shoot at least three times. If someone is out there trying to kill you or some innocent person, forget all the bullshit about disarming or just wounding him. The only real choice is to kill the bastard before he kills you or some hostage” “That’s excellent advice, Matt. Would you shoot at a regular target for us?” I agreed and a silhouette of a man with concentric circles on his torso was removed to fifty feet until I told the Range Master to move it back to one hundred. I emptied the cylinder, reinserting the two unused cartridges along with four from my belt. I was given the “GO” signal once my ear protection was in place. “Yeah, gagging we had to come back today and make sure everything was still tight.” Tony said and slid his cock back into me, an evil smile on his face. "Well, yeah." he said, as if it was obvious . The king must of set up his headquarters here and of course that meant the other cammanders and officers followed. I fold-over and drop to my blowjob knees, unable to get air into my lungs. "OH YEA, I FEEL YOU CUMING, THAT’S IT, COME ON, SHOOT YOUR WAD UP MY CUNT, OH YEA!!" she cooed, as the man bucked and jerked while the others continued to freely slap Pinkie’s soft tits while she bucked and fucked. I would make them erupt. It’ll help her cum.” He let his frustration show, for her benefit. Hardcore He is a very attractive man, in his late twenties I surmise with a good muscular body, (love his taut arse), and as he withdraws his cock from Jean for my benefit, I can see he is well hung with a raging erection. I didn't stop him when his hand slid through the leg opening and it felt so very very nice amateur when his bare hand was carressing my pussy. They then backed up and completed cumshot the undressing of each other. teen “I’m not rude, I’m just right. "Oh honey," she said, "did you take the pills for tonight as well as during the day? My asshole tingled as her girl-dick rubbed against it. "Wait, do you have a condom?"