Because battlefields waste a lot but our army ... any army ... didn't want the material that littered the fields to end up back in enemy hands if the ...ide of battle turned.The Finns captured thousands of Mosin Nagant rifles from the Russians, refurbished them and armed their armies with a rifle that killed Russians as easily as it killed Finns.The Germans captured Mosins and armed prison camp guards and patrol boat crews with a perfectly good tool ... and that freed up KAR 98's for the soldier. Her brown-furred muff peeked out as she worked, her body positioned to aim her exposed pussy right at me. I froze, my dick throbbing as I licked my lips. It was such an invitation. I just wanted to go over there and fuck her. To pound that sweet, pregnant cunt right here, right now.To let Mom see how sexy my little sister was. How there was no need to call her a slut.Especially since Mom’s skirt had ridden up even higher as she bent over, her face almost pressed into the flowerbed’s dark soil. "Shall I finish you?" "P-please," you whimper. "Oh God,please." "You'll be my slut?" "Yessss!" "No more panties at the office?" "Yessss!" you agree, too excited to think abouther demands. "And no bra as well?" "Yessss!" "And you won't mind if I tell everyone we'relovers?" "I - I don't care, don't care at all,please..." "My sweet Blair, you were born a slut, weren'tyou? Now, beg me to eat you." You beg her over and over. You admit anything and everything.Yes, you were born a slut, and you'll. I loved my teenage lovers however they tired a man out, but I wouldn't trade my life for all the money in the world. I regularly had sex with Katie, Cristina, and Nicole. It wasn't as often with Courtney, but we still did it about once a week. I also now had approximately twice a week sex with Katie's mom, Lori. There was nothing not to like about my life unless dying by sexual exhaustion was a bad thing. Personally, I now saw it as a goal to eventually achieve, but to do it far out in the.