"They're called glory holes. If things are going a certain way, some guys like to make use of the glory holes. It's up to you." They were quite large ...lory holes, affording a good view into the next booth.The newbies pondered glory holes for a moment, then eagerly dropped a token into their machines and hardcore porno sprang up in front of their eyes.Gary didn't put any tokens into his machine, instead choosing to peek through the holes. He told each of them how to change channels and volume,. Less funny was Katya finding a compact, two-shot pistol in Connie’s purse.“I specifically said ‘no guns’,” I growled. “I should call this off based on simple disrespect!”“You’re packing!” Connie protested. “And so is your Russian whore!”I saw Katya tense, and I wondered for a split second if she was going to shoot Connie on general principles. And I suspected for a split second, she’d thought about doing it.“As I said, my room, my rules.”“They are clean now, Stepa,” Colonel Anisimova. Cum for me!"Her commentary seemed to have the desired effect: he gasped, and began to thrust into her hand, edging closer to her mouth and the warm clutching delights it contained. She bent, again, to take him into her small mouth. Now, sucking him deeper into her mouth, into her throat, with each thrust of her mouth and his hips, she began to hum as she sucked his cock. I could see her caressing his balls, stroking him off with her lips and throat. Her lips brushed his pubic hairs, taking him. " Ed's eyes telegraphed messages as he pointed to the corner of the room, his free arm swinging in a long sweeping arc-- pointing.Mimi's eyes followed his movement, then stopped, suddenly very wide, very shocked with understanding.Motionless, alert and obediently rooted to the spot where he had been told to stay stood the stud German Shepherd!Ed's outstretched fingers snapped once, commandingly, and the German shepherd crossed the room dutifully. "That's right, come here, Lancer!"Oh, there was.