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She shoot like a dream. Only about 20 rounds but her silky smooth action makes me caress her stock and lovingly oil her receiver. I want to paint her like one of those french girls.
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Leave it as it is. The ages have been at work on it and man can only mar it.
Don't hit at all if it is honorably possible to avoid hitting; but never hit soft.
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Don't hit at all if it is honorably possible to avoid hitting; but never hit soft.
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What gun did she shoot?
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Sounds like a good day.
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Is this what they call gun porn?
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Not without picsSonny wrote:Is this what they call gun porn?
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Moaning with desire, he slowly slid his hands down her smooth, warm stock, caressing her shapely butt and gently cradling her soft rounded forend with his hands. As his finger came to rest on her sensitive and eagerly waiting trigger, their mutual passion reached a climax. Screaming "da, da, da!" (Russian for "yes, yes, yes!"), as he pressed her tightly to his body, he could feel the clean, tight, walls of her warm, delicious bore gripping his hot projectile. The sound of explosions of joy shook his very soul and the flash of fireworks across his emotions took control of his senses and mind. Feverishly he worked her silky bolt, back and forth, back and forth, with each shot increasing the ecstasy! Each shot hit its mark and left him gasping for breath with how fine and beautiful she was. Afterwards, he lay back, exhausted and satisfied, in the foxhole, holding her in his arms and softly whispering "I love you!"
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It's kinda like that crap you catch on the late night channels here in the States. Maybe some upper body and full back shots but none of those things you usually keep covered up.........Soft Porn........Sonny wrote:Is this what they call gun porn?
Damn, I'll bet that's going to leave a mark! Probably hurt too!
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"I think Congressmen should wear uniforms,
you know, like NASCAR drivers, so we could
identify their corporate sponsors."
"When I die, I want to be facing my enemies surrounded by their dead bodies and piles of spent brass"
"Never argue with an idiot. He will drag you down to his level and beat you with experience." - Mark Twain
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Marcus wrote:Moaning with desire, he slowly slid his hands down her smooth, warm stock, caressing her shapely butt and gently cradling her soft rounded forend with his hands. As his finger came to rest on her sensitive and eagerly waiting trigger, their mutual passion reached a climax. Screaming "da, da, da!" (Russian for "yes, yes, yes!"), as he pressed her tightly to his body, he could feel the clean, tight, walls of her warm, delicious bore gripping his hot projectile. The sound of explosions of joy shook his very soul and the flash of fireworks across his emotions took control of his senses and mind. Feverishly he worked her silky bolt, back and forth, back and forth, with each shot increasing the ecstasy! Each shot hit its mark and left him gasping for breath with how fine and beautiful she was. Afterwards, he lay back, exhausted and satisfied, in the foxhole, holding her in his arms and softly whispering "I love you!"
That reads like one of those "romance novels" that the "ladies" read with the guy on a pirate ship with an open silk shirt and a dirk in his teeth. Bodice Rippers, is the normal description I believe.
Damn, I'll bet that's going to leave a mark! Probably hurt too!
"I think Congressmen should wear uniforms,
you know, like NASCAR drivers, so we could
identify their corporate sponsors."
"When I die, I want to be facing my enemies surrounded by their dead bodies and piles of spent brass"
"Never argue with an idiot. He will drag you down to his level and beat you with experience." - Mark Twain
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"I think Congressmen should wear uniforms,
you know, like NASCAR drivers, so we could
identify their corporate sponsors."
"When I die, I want to be facing my enemies surrounded by their dead bodies and piles of spent brass"
"Never argue with an idiot. He will drag you down to his level and beat you with experience." - Mark Twain
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Whoa , I need to step out for a smoke and take a nap after all thatMarcus wrote:Moaning with desire, he slowly slid his hands down her smooth, warm stock, caressing her shapely butt and gently cradling her soft rounded forend with his hands. As his finger came to rest on her sensitive and eagerly waiting trigger, their mutual passion reached a climax. Screaming "da, da, da!" (Russian for "yes, yes, yes!"), as he pressed her tightly to his body, he could feel the clean, tight, walls of her warm, delicious bore gripping his hot projectile. The sound of explosions of joy shook his very soul and the flash of fireworks across his emotions took control of his senses and mind. Feverishly he worked her silky bolt, back and forth, back and forth, with each shot increasing the ecstasy! Each shot hit its mark and left him gasping for breath with how fine and beautiful she was. Afterwards, he lay back, exhausted and satisfied, in the foxhole, holding her in his arms and softly whispering "I love you!"
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Yeah it's time for some milk and cookies
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Sounds like a great day!
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Marcus wrote:Moaning with desire, he slowly slid his hands down her smooth, warm stock, caressing her shapely butt and gently cradling her soft rounded forend with his hands. As his finger came to rest on her sensitive and eagerly waiting trigger, their mutual passion reached a climax. Screaming "da, da, da!" (Russian for "yes, yes, yes!"), as he pressed her tightly to his body, he could feel the clean, tight, walls of her warm, delicious bore gripping his hot projectile. The sound of explosions of joy shook his very soul and the flash of fireworks across his emotions took control of his senses and mind. Feverishly he worked her silky bolt, back and forth, back and forth, with each shot increasing the ecstasy! Each shot hit its mark and left him gasping for breath with how fine and beautiful she was. Afterwards, he lay back, exhausted and satisfied, in the foxhole, holding her in his arms and softly whispering "I love you!"
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Marcus, that seems pre-meditated. If not,
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Marcus wrote:Moaning with desire, he slowly slid his hands down her smooth, warm stock, caressing her shapely butt and gently cradling her soft rounded forend with his hands. As his finger came to rest on her sensitive and eagerly waiting trigger, their mutual passion reached a climax. Screaming "da, da, da!" (Russian for "yes, yes, yes!"), as he pressed her tightly to his body, he could feel the clean, tight, walls of her warm, delicious bore gripping his hot projectile. The sound of explosions of joy shook his very soul and the flash of fireworks across his emotions took control of his senses and mind. Feverishly he worked her silky bolt, back and forth, back and forth, with each shot increasing the ecstasy! Each shot hit its mark and left him gasping for breath with how fine and beautiful she was. Afterwards, he lay back, exhausted and satisfied, in the foxhole, holding her in his arms and softly whispering "I love you!"
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Write a book and I will buy it.Marcus wrote:Moaning with desire, he slowly slid his hands down her smooth, warm stock, caressing her shapely butt and gently cradling her soft rounded forend with his hands. As his finger came to rest on her sensitive and eagerly waiting trigger, their mutual passion reached a climax. Screaming "da, da, da!" (Russian for "yes, yes, yes!"), as he pressed her tightly to his body, he could feel the clean, tight, walls of her warm, delicious bore gripping his hot projectile. The sound of explosions of joy shook his very soul and the flash of fireworks across his emotions took control of his senses and mind. Feverishly he worked her silky bolt, back and forth, back and forth, with each shot increasing the ecstasy! Each shot hit its mark and left him gasping for breath with how fine and beautiful she was. Afterwards, he lay back, exhausted and satisfied, in the foxhole, holding her in his arms and softly whispering "I love you!"
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Somebody moonlighting as a writer for Beeline books again?
Leave it as it is. The ages have been at work on it and man can only mar it.
Don't hit at all if it is honorably possible to avoid hitting; but never hit soft.
Theodore Roosevelt
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Bow chicka bow wow...cue the cheesey musicMarcus wrote:Moaning with desire, he slowly slid his hands down her smooth, warm stock, caressing her shapely butt and gently cradling her soft rounded forend with his hands. As his finger came to rest on her sensitive and eagerly waiting trigger, their mutual passion reached a climax. Screaming "da, da, da!" (Russian for "yes, yes, yes!"), as he pressed her tightly to his body, he could feel the clean, tight, walls of her warm, delicious bore gripping his hot projectile. The sound of explosions of joy shook his very soul and the flash of fireworks across his emotions took control of his senses and mind. Feverishly he worked her silky bolt, back and forth, back and forth, with each shot increasing the ecstasy! Each shot hit its mark and left him gasping for breath with how fine and beautiful she was. Afterwards, he lay back, exhausted and satisfied, in the foxhole, holding her in his arms and softly whispering "I love you!"
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I want to option this for a film, "An American and His Russian Girl" or something like that. You're a sick pup Marcus, I love this!