.. BITCH! Look at the bastards run. Give 'em something to encourage their legs, Harris. They're all carrying AK-47s, so do what you can to them."A few...short bursts from the .50 MG were enough to knock down most of the fleeing insurgents, except, in the last burst, one of the bullets caught a runner square in the back at about waist level. He disappeared in a spectacular explosion. "What the shit was he carrying, Harris. Do you think that he was a suicide bomber waiting for a good target to come. J finally walks into the room I hear him gasp he then speaks saying “wow what a sight I told you she was fantastic didn’t I” he asks you, your reply is short it’s simply “wow yes” Your breathing totally changes as do your movements andI know know your about to explode but do I accept it into my mouth or rise up and watch with an eager smile on my face, that way I can see your face as well, I stop and lift off feeling your throb one last time in my mouth, your face is perfection you instantly. When I posted my last sex story I got some emails from the readers appreciating it. One of the emails was of Simran(name changed). She said that she liked my sex story a lot and would be interested in establishing a contact. I didn’t have any issue and we started chatting on daily basis. Within a couple of days, we exchanged our phone numbers and we shifted our chats from emails to WhatsApp. We exchanged pics. She was very cute… Big eyes. White skin a bit chubby from the cheeks and sharp smile. ”She had an angelic face, with short brown hair. Her pouty lips were adorned with a shimmering light pink lip gloss.“Come on,” she pleaded, taking my hand in hers, “Let’s have a good time.”“Hold up,” I said as she pulled on my arm.I was in the mood to party, but I had done the topless bar scene many, many times. Table dances at twenty dollars a pop, can put one in the poor house very quickly.“How much?” I asked.“Twenty dollars,” she replied.“No,” I replied, “I want more than a rub or a tug.”“We.