West Africa, that’s like Nigeria or Angola, is simply hell on earth. I swear to Jesus either one would need a promotion to become part of the third ...orld. Just getting off the airplane exposes you to malaria, dengue fever, Ebola, sleeping sickness, God only knows what. I went there once and won’t go back even at gunpoint!”“Wow! And the Middle East? I guess that’s pretty frightening these days.”Liz nodded agreement. “That’s strange, too. It either breaks down as Asshole-istan, where a woman has. "She turned and looked at me, surprised at my boldness. She took my hand and pulled me from the theater, to the privacy of the fire escape. She asked if I was playing a game. She asked if I was serious. I looked into her eyes and saw that my desires were not unreciprocated.I spoke with the sincerity of unalloyed desire. "I want you. I want your body. I want to touch you."We ran to the car. I drove to a quiet side road. We shared a moment, in the moonlight, looking again into each other's eyes,. His finger found my holeand slowly massaged it, making little circles around it. He tried to get it in but found some resistance.Hmmmm, he said, a virgin, are you? I just nodded my head and moaned.He reached down and one moment later I felt something cold and moist on my hole, and his fingerinserted me rather easily. I let out a deep sigh as Frank started to finger-fuck my virgin asshole.After a while he added another finger and soon a third I was shaking on my legs, pushing my assbackwards in. When I did he rose up and stood there for a couple of minutes jerking off his cock until he signaled with his finger for me to come to him. Once again we began to kiss frantically as he took my hand and placed it on his cock and had me jerk his cock even harder and faster than before. I was totally lost in pure delight as he kissed me so wildly and I jerked off his cock to hard, thoroughly lost in a daze of lust at once again having that beautiful cock in my hand and feeling it's hardness. For.