| Rape ! |
| Be raped by wet nurses! |
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Firmly embedded inside her ass, the General shifted his grip to her hips; he pushed his cock into her impossibly tight asshole again as the sweat began to stream off his bare chest. Again and agian, he pressed his cock into her until it was about half way into her ass. Then he stopped, pausing to savior the hot, tight asshole gripping his cock. |
As Tomboy took his cock into her ass, the Delta Force team was
approaching the headquarters building. Almost invisible in their
black uniforms and using night vision goggles to find their way
in the darkness, the 16 men quickly surrounded the building. When
they were in position, the team leader sent the GO message to
the extraction force, letting them know that it was time to start
the assault phase.
Ten kilometers away, the signal reached the commander of the attached attack helicopter battalion. He passed the GO signal on to his fifteen aircraft which were hovering around him like giant prehistoric insects and then pressed his throttle, making the 9 ton Apache helicopter leap forward toward the Iraqi headquarters. On his left was his wingman; Two thousand meters to his right were the other three aircraft of "A" company. At intervals of two thousand meters behind him were the other two companies of his battalion. Their mission was simple: open a corridor five thousand meters wide to the assault team for the extraction helicopters. All they had to do was shoot their way through about 20 anti-aircraft guns and a battalion of tanks protecting the headquarters. Piece of cake, the lieutenant colonel thought; with the thermal sights on these things we can see them and they can't see us. Just as long as we don't hover above any assholes with an RPG, everyone goes home.