I was sure that both Bens would be very interested in some of those countries and groups and what they had acquired.I was more interested in the locat...ons of the sales and deliveries. And then, what was sold and delivered there.Small arms rifles and pistols were everywhere. Hundreds of millions made, sold, lost, captured all over the world. With every war, every skirmish, there was always a flood of rifles and ammo to both sides.The Taliban was using rifles against the Russians that were left. . "Watch," and I bend my knees, and force or slide my hard shaft of sinew between your legs, the plum-shaped head forcing you to widen your stance a bit, and sliding and caressing your most sensitive area as I slide and thrust and pull the corona of my cock myself through...my hands in front of you press you back, tightly, against me. "Look" I say again, and we both watch as the purplish head of my lance appears in the reflection before us from between your legs, popping through as I bend my. “Oh God, I’m cumming!” I moaned out and froze, realizing I may have been heard.Pamela lifted herself off of Bruce and stood. I could see cum dripping from her tits as she bent over his face, offering him a breast. He greedily licked her tit clean and when he was finished, she leaned down.Bruce smiled as Pamela stood, turned in my direction and started to walk toward me. I was frozen in place. My brain said, “run!” But I could not, I was terrified.Pamela reached the fence, “So you like to watch. When I was bored and waiting to give my next blowjob, I would write the dirtiest things on the walls of the stall I could think of. One day I wrote, ‘Want to learn how to deep throat-need volunteers’. I felt so dirty after I wrote it. Then one day while sitting in the same stall, this really freaky k** came in. He was very white, with tattoos all over his forearms, piercings in his nose and ears, and a flaming red mohawk. He looked to be in his teens, tall and skinny. The restroom was empty,.