I knew she was getting turned on. However there was one interesting detail that she didn’t know. I had chosen a cabin with a glory hole, connecting ...ur small room with the cab just over the thin wall. I knew that one of those guys watching us had already got into this cabin, adjacent to ours. When Miranda kissed me, I grabbed her hand and slowly moved it toward the glory hole. All of sudden she asked me what it was there. I said: “What do you feel?”“It’s a hard cock.”“Yes, and it isn’t mine.. It moved down my the crack of my ass and felt like a snake working its way down to my balls. Then the snake tightened around my balls and I moaned from the painful pressure.I pulled against the restraints. I didn’t have a lot of strength left in me, but I tried. Nothing happened.I looked up and saw a mirror. Candy was just moving her head away from my ass. She had just dropped another line of spit on my asshole. She smiled, as if she was a child who had created a beautiful piece of art. She. “I can’t believe this is how I’m going to go out.. facefucked like some Goldshire Tavern wench..” Zahrine thought, and was surprised by the volume of her own internal voice. As she tumbled over the rain-slick precipice and into the neverending void of death, she felt a warm, gooey sensation spurt down what must’ve been her throat. The tacky paste rushing down her well-used tube came in spurts, and slid all the way down into her belly where she could feel it pooling. Zahrine never imagined that. We need to keep exposure time at an absolute minimum." Fuckin' aye," said Matt. "It's also reported that the armored cav is dismounted now. Two hundred troops on the ground." And if they're following doctrine," Brian said, "there will be one hand-held SAL per squad. In case you're a little slow on the math, newbie, that means there are at least twenty portable surface-to-air lasers that will be gunning for us." They can't hit us with them things, can they?" Matt asked. "They don't lock on.