She was now standing there, totally naked in front of me. Her gray pubes glistening from her shower. I took one look, and without even touching my coc..., it began to spout. As a natural instinct to cover herself, she immediately knelt down to reach for the towel. She had not yet realized my cock was out until it was at her eye level. It was mid-cum, and bouncing up and down on it's own. I had no control over it. My cum flew and hit her right in the face. Then another stream, landing on her. “The motherfucker fires a SCUD at a US Marine barracks in Dhahran, kills two dozen Americans, and THEN announces he’s withdrawing from Kuwait? And orders his troops to set fire to the Kuwaiti oil fields? And to cap it off, I bet you anything you care to wager that Bush declares victory and lets Hussein get away with it. All those men dead! For nothing!”“Nothing?” Elyse asked. “Getting the Iraqis out of Kuwait is nothing?”“Worth American lives? No. Not even close. I know we disagree on this, but. If you want to stay, not like the other guy, keep doing what I say.’ Bitterman was crying, ‘Please, I don’t want to die.’ Kim whipped him around and shook him, ‘I’ve just saved your life. You think he was going to let you live after you killed McClellan?’ Bitterman looked surprised, ‘You. You know?’ Kim smiled, ‘Todd Bitterman, one time employee of Oscar Camulos, I’m your guardian angel. Now turn around and start walking.’ Todd was still scared shit-less, but somehow he felt better. He followed. She appeared to hope he was joking.“I also brought home this phone,” Victor still had my sister’s burner cell phone. “Do you know what I found on it?”“Porn? Did you jerk off to it? because you didn’t fuck me last night,” she high fived her friend Maya as she ridiculed her husband.“No, but I found something very interesting,” he didn’t need to unlock the phone. My sister didn’t lock her phone because she had a tendency to forget the pin number. It was a good thing as well because Victor wouldn’t.