I was also told all the weapons were legal and none were listed as being stolen." For some reason, that doesn't surprise me, Carver. I would be almost...willing to bet they all were AKs and brand new. I would also be willing to bet they all had the attachments for firing grenades." Yes they did, Jon, and frankly in all my military experience, I have only seen a few of the modified AKs. They were made on the factory assembly line, but strictly made to order for important customers. The old AKs. We know it must really hurt and we don?t want that, now do we? Don?t worry there won?t be any more pain down there after tomorrow. Now eat your breakfast and relax today. I?ll drop in later to check on you. Bye Bye.? That said Danielle was gone.After she left, I examined my dick once more. It did look really bad and there obviously was an infection going on. The fish hook still protruded out of the side and was surrounded by puss. There was also a bad smell coming from down there. . She may want something else and I want nothing more than to oblige. She takes a moment before she speaks, and says, "Seems they trained you well, slut." The word "slut" pierces through my ear. I take a deep breath at the sound of it, my large breasts rising and falling with it as I take a huge sigh of satisfaction from the sound of the word.She walks around to my back. "What an ass, bitch," she says, and slaps it lightly. The compliment, the humiliation, the light pain, all combine to. She clutched me as her pussy was stretched, "aaahhhh!"I began to fuck deeper and rubbed her cheek with mine and growled as I nipped the side of her neck. She spasmed and bucked and thrashed while her tight pussy began to milk my cock, "yyyeeeesssss!"I kept it slow and used firm strokes as I buried my cock as deep as I could each time. She hugged me and continued to struggle and buck, "ooohhhh!"Slowly I began to fuck her harder and she was still wild as she twisted and convulsed and wrapped her.