She told us a lot of stories about the old days. We walked a little farther and heard engines in the distance. xxx sex She climbed the steep hill nearby and I skied 200 meters away and found a good spot behind some boulders. They aimed and waited for the perfect moment. The Russians wasted thousands more bullets, while our six hid in a ditch. It wasn’t fun but easily survivable, since we knew what we were doing. We didn’t pray or belong to any church but understood that taking the life of a large animal for only a few meals would be a sin against nature. Lars was hit again, this time in the back. Very, very Russian. As soon as the sun rose, we would check the snare traps we set each evening. I reloaded again and started searching for another target. Shooting the phosphorus grenade by accident was a miracle.”
I happily declared, “If any more miracles happen, I’ll take ‘em!”
She agreed, “Good. We made it half a kilometer before they got to the cabin and started shooting in our direction. Father tried driving the ponderously slow machine the few hundred meters home and the tank fired. Our men ducked into a depression in the ground. I’d never seen or felt a female’s private parts before and got very aroused. They had snowshoes, but they were factory-made aluminum ones, which sent off gleaming
