Stretched her mouth a little. She was still getting used to the ring gag he had bought her. Saliva had managed to spill from her pouty lips and now "a...orned her chest like jewels." Or so she imagined he would say. She had put it all on herself, the blindfold, gag and cuffs, as she was instructed. He liked this submission, this admission that this was not forced but her own desire. It freed him of the guilt he'd been taught to feel, he was free to use her the way she needed him to.He took hold. Alexys. You like, that is good." Pablo smiled and nodded like a bobble head and I looked through the dusty, dirty windows of the car as the city's hotels and businesses slipped away and we headed out toward the dig.***Two hours outside of the city, Pablo dropped me at the now familiar fence post with the little red flag, and then drove west down the narrow dirt road. It was still a twenty minute walk through the jungle to get to the dig, but James was convinced that the site needed to maintain. All his words sounded like mush. "Muah muah muah muah muah," he mumbled on and on.In order to keep myself awake, I figured I'd might as well daydream about something interesting. First I thought about my favorite TV show and replayed funny scenes in my head. Then I wondered what Mr. Bartley looked like when he was younger. Was he just as boring or was he actually cool? Maybe he was even hot. Who knows. Finally, I settled on sex. When in doubt, think of sex. I've never been laid. Masturbated,. There were two bronzed and brawny guys that were apparently directed to do the usual porn things with her and he watched as her mouth, pussy, and ass were filled with their big meat over and over as the shoot progressed.Finally the sun was going down and he had to return the rental boat. That night he watched her vids drunkenly as he beat his meat in synch with one big dong after another filling her twat. “No creampies anyway,” he thougth as they shot sperm all over her face and tits. “I wonder.