I pushed and pulled and squeezed them ... they felt like extra large pencil erasers to my touch. I kept playing with and plying them as I slid my cock...in and out of her hot pussy, all of the sensations adding up to a huge overload for my brain. I felt her tighten up again and the head jerking and hair tossing started up again. However once again when I slowed my pace, she hissed "Don't stop, dammit, don't stop." I wondered when my name had been changed and was that a good thing or not.I didn't. Once Eve began to recover, one of the men directed her attention to the glory hole in the wall. The wall was of brick, and many years ago a brick had been removed so as to provide a good sized gap in the wall for cocks to be thrust through for masturbation and oral sex. Over the years, the constant depositing of cum on the brickwork, had left it smooth and discoloured from the years of cum congealed there. The walls below the glory hole were also covered with solidified cum where it had. He bent downto tie the end of the robe to the spreader bar. Whiledown there he adjusted the spreader bar and opened herlegs a bit wider. He knew this was not to her liking and this wasconfirmed as he heard her quietly moan. She wasstruggling her lust, and she just lost another bit ofher control and she knew it. He stood and noticed herabout to stumble. He stood behind her took in herscent. Sweat, fear, lust, passion, a hidden passionthat he had been chipping piece after piece of herdefenses to. Where the hell am I? The vibration increases and the rumbling of trucks resound off the cliff walls. It all suddenly comes rushing back to him: the battle with the unknown Goji, the bus crashing over the side and now the pain of his bruised, possibly broken ribs. The man forces himself up and looks around for someplace to hide. He knows that sound and the danger that comes with it. It is the sound of heavy trucks packed with soldiers and this is one place he does not want to be at when they.