War was money. War was power. War was posturing, peddling, and pandering their political influence. War was their political machine. War was professed...to be good for the economy. A win/win for those in power, war was their hidden agenda excuse and their way to keep the middleclass down and their campaign war chest full. Nothing more than a boost to the economy and another uptick to the Dow Jones cumulative averages, America going to another needless, endless, and winless war was a monetary gain. To phir hamari chudai ase hi chal rahi thi phir bhabhi ne mere lund ko barah nikala aur mere side me late gai meri aur pith karke mene piche se apna lund ko chut me daldiya aur hum ( side by side from behind position) me aa gaye me apne ek hath se boobs ko daba raha tha aur dusre hath se bhabhi ke chut ke upper ke hise ko sehla raha tha aur hamari chudai chalu ho gai.Thodi der bar ase hi chudkar hum alag ho gaye. Phir me vapas niche gaya aur bhabhi ki chut ko chat ne laga thodi der chat ne k. ." She looked at me and then back to Robert."Jeezus Robert," I said, "They didn't have a bigger one?" I was joking, but Robert missed it."Oh yeah," He said seriously, "They had all kinds - from teeny tiny ones to ridiculously big ones, but I thought this one was..." He hesitated."Was what?" My wife asked."Within reason," He said. My wife looked from Robert to me then back to Robert, "Within reason!?!" She said, "I ... I think you overestimate me, sweetheart." You think it's too big?" He. After the shots we all just stood around chatting for a while and I noticed that the naked girl and guy that were on the kitchen table had run off. I snuck away and checked both of the bedrooms, but didn't find them. I went into the washroom to take a piss and heard somebody behind the shower curtain. It was the couple from the kitchen. She was laying on top of him on her side and was stroking his cock while they made out. It was at this point that I realised that she was probably way younger.