The two men ahead of the others were yards as I could plainly tell as well as hear since they were speaking the language. They were discussing wives a... they went by, and neither one of them were armed other than a crossbow and a machete. The three behind them were a different story. They were white men as the height and English they were speaking clearly told me. They all had AK's but they were slung and the way they were laughing and carrying on they weren't worried about the VC being close. I. "That hot, hard, swelling mass you're skirting around is because of you and all for you. It's testifying to just how hot WE think you are ... for a thirty-something! Frank doesn't believe you have the balls to stroke my balls and dick - certainly not here! Be brave! Hold it. Rub it and squeeze it for me. When you're feeling fearless, you can take it out and wank it for Frank. Don't wait too long or it won't flex thru the zip." The booze was melting her prudence and she inched higher until she. The wall shook as he pounded my face, creaking with every thrust. God, it must have been obvious something was going on. If the dressing room girl was still outside, she'd see. I panicked a little at the thought, but I couldn't move. But then I glanced at the mirror on the door, seeing myself on the floor, pinned against a wall, cock in mouth. And I realized I was exactly where I wanted to be: on my knees being mercilessly facefucked. This was worth anything, even discovery.He was looking in. Later, at her apartment, Vickie tried watching the videotape of Yuki, but the thoughts of perhaps never seeing Yuki again were painful. The scenes still elicited an erotic response from Vickie, but she felt ashamed that she should be responding that way and ejected the tape.She put in her mother's porn tape. Vickie wondered, if what Donnie had said was true, could Andrea have simply had a look alike appear in the tape? She watched closely, but try as she might to believe differently, the face.