A few hours go by and so does about 6 shots and 2 beers. I started to feel pretty lit and in a better mood. I looked around the bar to see if anyone o...f interest was around. Perhaps a lovely lady who's looking to loosen up too. And there across the room at the opposite end of the bar was a beautiful light skinned black woman. Long black hair, sort of a taller build, brown eyes, big soft lips and at least a C cup. Her breasts were peaking out of her purple and black skirt, enough to draw a lot. They would also try to steel it themselves." Wonderful, everybody wants it. It must me munitions of some kind." I said and watched him try not to show any emotion. After it was loaded I decided it was the Russian version of the stinger missile. I would have had Russian Chic read the writing on the boxes, but the labels had been blacked out completely."Andrew, why don't you and the Russian Chic try to get some sleep. The Brit and I will keep an eye on the loading of the cargo." I. Holy shit, I thought, a sudden flash of fear pulsing through my mind. I was head over fucking heals in love with Jake’s big cock, but no way in hell I could handle that big fucker up my ass. He would split me in two, causing irreparable damage.“Umm, I, well, yeaaaa, you see….” I stuttered, unable to broach the topic of his butt weapon.“Don’t be a sissy,” Jake snapped, slapping my face with his rapidly hardening dick. “I’m gonna make your ass sing and before its over, you’ll be my little butt. Her left was under her tits somewhere. Her right hand, the one that had gone so easily from cock-loving respect to water-jet propulsion no more than ten seconds ago, was now firmly planted in her pussy! She was unabashedly, as I said, in her own world, masturbating in front of us.Little moans, as though she was in the middle of some bad dream, punctuated occasionally by high pitched squeeks, escaped her mouth. DanyAnne and I were both watching her intently."I dare you to take your mom's clothes.