I thought about how the artillery became the key element of victory by the North Vietnamese over the French at Dien Bien Phu and that the Chinese guns...dominated the valley below with complete coverage of all defensive positions. The fact that they were even present in the mountains surrounding the outpost was a shock to the high ranking French officers who had been assured by their Intelligence Section that such a development was completely out of the question because of simple logistics. They. Then a twitch at the corner of his mouth before he leaned forward to grab something from the desk. Leaning back with his phone, he read from the screen, “’Just going to have a quick drink with a guy I met at the conference. Call you after. XX.’” “It was just a drink.” I couldn’t help but smile. I fiddled with the neck of my t-shirt, making sure my wrist squeezed against my breast. “It was the least I could do. He was so nice to walk me back to the hotel after dinner.” “Hmm,” he responded, his. It took a moment, but Tim finally put a name to the face on the new poster. It was Cindy’s daughter, Kaia Gerber. She recreated one of her mother’s famous poster poses but in a reverse image. The posters were arranged back-to-back. The effect was striking. Tim didn’t notice he now had company.“Don’t count me wrong. I understand why you have that poster, but I always found it weird you had a poster of a model who’s like my age,” Tim’s father Raymond joked from the doorway. “So I had some time a. He’s stretching my pussy………You told me but, God……this is unbelievable.” “Oh Shit…..Now Vicky.” Vicky grabbed my balls with her fingernails and squeezed. My first spasm flew up into Christina. Vicky grabbed my dick and pulled it back so that the tip pumped shot after shot onto Christina’s pussy lips and bound clit. I felt like damn cock was harder than before. “OK….Now we switch positions.” Vicky moved back and disconnected the wires to the machine. She removed the strap-on and flipped.