That moment she realized that resistance is futile and she better enjoy what’s happening right now. She wrapped her legs around my waist and almost ...ocked her body against mine.I stood up, carefully lifting her and carried her to her bedroom. I placed her carefully on the bed and lied down on top of her. We kissed passionately and slowly my hands were undressing her. And her hands were all over me, trying to remove my clothes. She was stuck removing my belt and I happily helped her. She could. "The next slide was one of those standard back-scatter nudie-shots, showing an attractive female body standing with legs akimbo."Everyone knows that TSA agents are looking at images similar to these at every airport in the States."But sometimes they see an image like this."The slide after that was similar, except that this woman had a bright, glowing blob shining from the apex of her legs.Cassie thought that the second image was far more beautiful than the first."The new back-scatter X-ray. And out comes the naked beautiful Sara. Fuck me I don't know if it was because of the lighting in the club, I didn't realize how fucking hot she was. I meet her with a big hug and kiss and tell I am glad she came and even more glad she showed up naked. She said she was back and forth on if she was going to the nude thing and then when decided she was, She said fuck I might as well go all out. I wore a sun dress to my car, but took it off when I got in and was naked underneath. She went on to. "Get to work, faggot."Paul struggled as he tried to deal with the man's words. He wasn't afaggot, he was Pansy Pumpscock, and he didn't lick men's asses. He neededto make men cum. But this man was calling him a faggot, and a faggot doeswhatever it takes to make men cum and he did whatever it took to make mencum and so he was a faggot and so he needed to lick his smelly ass.The struggle to make sense of it all cause Paul to weaken his resistanceto the man trying to force his face into his.