She was cute, looked like a college girl, 5’6? or so, nice auburn hair, decent figure. Anyway I could see she had a pretty flat stomach and averag... sized breasts and a nice smile when I smiled at her. We’d reached an ending to the conversation. I said goodbye and left.About four hours later my cell phone rang. It was her. ?That was pretty cute of you to push a card in my pocket when my boyfriend wasn’t looking. Nice photos of handcuffed girls you have on that website.? ?Hello, what’s your. "Where are you going?" whispered Zeus."The infrared only works at two hundred yards, maximum. I want to see who and how many are inside that building," I answered."Okay."He gathered up his rifle and followed me down a little gully toward the cabin. I stopped every few yards and looked through the monocular. Who knew how far two hundred yards was to a building you could barely see in the starlight. The moon wasn't up yet.Finally I could see forms inside through the walls. I moved a few dozen. Then I pumped it up. As I was pumping it up I kept moving it in and out trying to find when it was tight enough. One thing was certain; an empty bladder was a necessity. I could feel the ridges on it as it expanded. I counted the pumps on the squeeze bulb; it took 5 to have the right fit. The knots were deep enough that my exterior muscles held it in but it would still move around a little to work its magic on my G spot. I lay on the bed and stroked it like I was jerking on a cock and I watched. . goooooood! You... are... the... the... best... oh... fuck... meeeee!" I redoubled my efforts, Carla had finally lost control enough to say the "F" word. I fucked her for all I was worth, my 10 inches pummeling her spasming pussy. I stroked faster as she came to me again. "I... I... I'm... cuuummmmiiiiinng, oh... Jesus... I'm... cuuummming,... cuuumming, cuummmiinng! Don't... stop... fuck... ing... me... James... ever!" Faster strokes urged on by her hip action and her pulsing pussy were.