5 to 30 MHz and that is plenty." Yes, mine will do that with ease," All right, let's get it over to trailer three and get it installed. We don't have ...nyone listening right now and the brass will come unhinged if we miss something important," Wilson said, obviously upset.We wheeled the shipping container over to the van. It was obvious that the container wasn't going up into the van, as the floor was something over four feet off of the ground, plus there just wasn't any room in the van for it.. We have met a few times since and I have stayed overnight at her place. She seemed happy to see me and we grabbed a booth in the corner and chatted a while, before she invited me up to her flat again. This time, I’d only had a pint of beer and was reasonably sober, so I shall recount what we did. When we arrived, I sat down next to her on her divan. She sat next to me, loosening my tie before planting a wet kiss on my ready and willing lips. Her tongue explored my mouth and she rubbed her. A joyful sensation of release when the bladder was full. His pisshole opened wide, allowing for a deluge of fluid.Suddenly, he found the surfer pissing beside him. Patton was pissing through the zipper-hole of his jeans, but the surfer had let his own pants drop on top of his shoes. His entire package and ass were exposed. Some urine was splashing up on both, but neither cared. Before Patton’s bladder was empty, he was pissing through a rock-hard cock. As it throbbed to his heartbeat, his piss. I caressed his manhood and then took it right into my wet mouth. I took my time giving him a nice succulent blowjob and the whole time he kept on filming. He might be a pro I thought so I decided to suck even better.I felt his cock twitch and throb on every stroke and was waiting for him to shoot his wad, but it never happened. Perhaps he was holding off so he could fuck me. The nerve of this guy wandering in off the street, into my room, filming me with his flimsy camera, getting me buck.