On the floor in the corner of the room near to her was a Lee-Enfield bolt-action rifle. She must have taken the rifle off one of the British Paratroop...ers who dropped in before Eric and his squad did.Eric dropped his M1 rifle to the floor off his back and laid down his Thompson. She barked again at him in Japanese, “Grenades too!”Eric didn’t need to ask her what she meant; she was waving the PPSH-41 at his belt and waist pockets where his free hand grenades hung from. He unclipped them and laid. ”Turning quickly, the coach leaned over his desk. Whipping my arm back and forth, I slapped his hairy arse a few times. “Are you ready to get your hole stuffed by my horse-dick?” I barked.“Yeah… fuck yeah,” he whimpered. “Fuck me… fuck me hard,” he stammered.“I can’t hear you,” I bellowed, “Do you want this knob to fuck you?” I roared.“Yes, yes… Yesss,” he implored, spluttering.Impatiently, I commenced spearing my huge dick into his portal. The excited sounds from him were breath-taking as I. . long ... please."My balls began to throb in anticipation. With my hands on her hips, I began thrusting up into her dripping cunt as hard as I could. Katie matched my actions, driving her body down onto my cock faster and faster."Yes ... yes ... do it ... uhhhh ... so close ... so ... uhhh ... fucking close ... do it baby ... do it"My hips shot up off the sofa, driving my cock as deep into her as I could manage. I grabbed her hips with my hands. My fingers dug into her flesh, holding her down. She walked out of the store and started talking to me. I was like a pig in shit. She obviously had money. I wondered if she was alone or if her friends were in the limo with her.“Where’s your boyfriend?”“I don’t have one. My friends and I were at a party. I just had my limo driver drive them home. I’m still wanting to party.”I couldn’t believe she wanted to party with me. Why would this beautiful girl want to party with me? There had to be more to it, I thought.“Sure. What do you have.