“Please shoot your cum deep in my ass, use my like a cum dumpster, please give me your cum, I need it, I need your cum in my ass, please shoot it in...me,” I begged. “You cock feels so good in me, your are fucking me so good, please keep fucking me, please pound my ass.” “Here it comes whore, I am about to fill your ass you cum slut!” he shouted. With his next grunt he erupted in my ass. He let loose and endless stream of cum that kept shooting in me. I could feel my insides filled with hot. "There is nothing Bruce loves more than having his cock sucked before intercourse; it enables him to maintain an erection longer, Isn't that right, Bruce?" Bruce merely grinned like a jackal and stroked his big tool. "Dave, on the other hand, likes to pound his cock in a tight pussy or asshole, he really has no preference. What's your preference? If you'd rather pay your debt by sucking cock, crawl over to Bruce and kneel in front of his cock. This means, of course, that your pretty little wife. Rose could feel herself getting wet already. Amber's soft hands knew exactly how to touch Rose. Amber massaged up each leg getting closer and closer to Rose's already tingling pussy. She massaged around Rose's panties making sure not to touch her where she knew Rose wanted to be touched. Rose lifted her hips slightly trying to get Amber to touch her aching pussy. "Amber, please.." Rose moaned. Amber knew exactly what she wanted. She helped Rose slip out of her panties. While her hips were still. Unfortunately, all the comments just above are only about meteorological radar. That and avian radar are mentioned extensively on the internet, but the performance of military radar is hardly mentioned at all so I had to guess about that. If the best publicly available systems could track individual moths, the military ones would obviously be easily capable of tracking me. I hoped it was not a question of capability, but of intent. I guessed that the military hadn't previously been interested.