“Oh shit,” I swore unintentionally at the amazing feeling of her pussy hot and slippery wet all around me.August smiled, looking proud of herself,...then began to move on top of me, rising and falling. Her motions were slow at first, but quickly picked up pace. She started moaning, and I started groaning along with her. Soon her ass was making a loud smacking sound as it collided repeatedly with my thighs. I looked up at her, past her bouncing breasts, and into her green eyes. She was smiling. Nikki was getting every second of it. I bet if we took all the pictures she took it would make a flip book of my erection. Nikki was so close to my cock that the head almost hit her camera lens. This was turning me on so much that I was leaking pre cum. Nikki noticed this and got even closer to take a close up picture of it. She must've lost her footing because she fell forward and her camera lens touched the tip of my cock and I got a lilttle pre cum on it. I felt bad because im sure those. Angela cries out a bit and writhes on the table. “Too much suction?” Mike queries. He squints at a gauge at the end of the box. “No, I think that’s about right. We may even increase it in awhile.” Meanwhile Gloria has wheeled the strange, piston device to the end of the table. She plugs in a heavy power cord. Mike touches the control pod again and a thin tube with a plastic nozzle end is lowered to just above Angela’s vagina. Mike adjusts a knob and a drop of clear, oily fluid drips. That was a start, but the Master Gunnery Sergeant was still suspicious."If you would just step in here, sir, we need to check you for concealed weapons." No," came the firm, but courteous reply."Beg pardon, sir, but I must check you for weapons, or you cannot come in." That is not possible," said the man."Then move along," the soldier ordered."No," repeated the man, "I am on Kobekistani territory here, on the road. U.S. territory ends at the wall."Master Gunnery Sergeant Berkowitz considered.