The rebels who want it to go back to the old style military junta leadership are the ones who are stirring it all up again. Their previous President, ...ho was voted out of office by his own tribe, caused all this when he started the anti French rule party. That's when the rebels, who are mostly disenfranchised fighters from other countries, started putting pressure on the tribal leaders to overthrow the government. Those that didn't join were assassinated. The rest of the tribe was threatened. "excuse me sir....are u calling to me"...i said" no shellie...im not calling just fantasizing"...she said" oh about what sir me?"...i said" well can u blame me...such a beautiful gorgeous woman in front of me while i have my fun...i can only imagine what it would be like if u were helping me with my fun"...she said " oh sir how can i help?..i am married...."...i said " no problem shellie " and i closed my eyes and continued wanking....and then i said" oh shellie im gonna cum..."...and then i. It was long and absolutely heart wrenching. Then a series of begging and pleading but the smacks and screams continued for almost an hour. I was soaked with sweat and my own juices and needed to cum so bad from the sounds and the taste of her juices on my taste buds.I realized I was naked on my floor wanting to cum from her being tortured. Her juices and my nipples made me a crazed sex a****l. I was snapped out of my thoughts by her screaming and pleading not to. I had to get up and see. ” he said, his eyes growing big. She giggled at his reaction. “You like?” she asked, turning in a pirouette with her arms up over her head. He could see her tight little bare ass, and the sheer lace of the bra allowed a hint of her nipples to show through. He swallowed hard. “Oh, Misty, you’re beautiful.” he whispered. She saw the crotch of his boxers begin to tent. “I had no idea!” “So, you don’t think I’m too young anymore?” she asked, coming closer. “That depends.” he said. “Are you.