.” There’s a glint in her eye that is pure filth.Fade to black. Then the beats of the Bee Gees’ “Staying Alive” fade in, as does the perfect...y edited strut of Samson the German Pointer and his scruffy owner Greg, as they head down the street. Greg has ear-buds in and appears to be singing along to the song.As he leads the magnificent beast toward our studios, we hear Greg speaking in voice-over, “I’m Greg, and this is my amazing German Pointer, Samson ... He’s 6 years old, 70 lbs of muscle and. . you... want to uh, go to my... hotel room?"."Not yet. A lot of you little bitches are all talk & flake on me when the moment arises. I need to know I'm not wasting my time here tonight. I've got a five day load of cum in my balls that needs to end up in someone's holes, either you or some other faggot." So... what does that mean?" I asked, nervously & blushing."Come to the video booths in the back with me. If you suck my cock to completion & swallow my cum, I'll go back to your hotel room,. ’ This did the trick for her as she now rubbed her bare breasts and then continued on to remove her shoes. When she was done, I stood and began to caress every inch of her body with my hands. It soon became clear that this was turning Rene on as much as it was me. She especially liked having her ears and ankles rubbed. When I was done with everything except her breasts, asshole and pussy, I laid her back on the bed and quickly undressed. I strapped her strapon around my hips above my cock and. Then he opened his eyes once more to whisper a few words.“How we mourned Nelson, but he was the lucky one dying at the peak of his glory.”Tony could see how a man dying from cancer might consider the fallen Nelson lucky. When Collingwood closed his eyes again Tony bade his farewell, not wishing for the man to suffer any additional pain. Berry escorted him to the deck, himself with brimming eyes.Early on the next morning, a ten-gun salute rolled over the harbour whilst Collingwood’s flag was.