As we shook hands I couldn't help but notice the size of his hands, twice the size of mine. "I am Mark, it is nice to meet you Dave." Same here Mark, ... have heard a lot about you." All good I hope?"We both laughed, "Of course." I stated."Come on in and have a seat Mark. Can I get you a drink?" A Coke is fine, I don't drink. Gotta stay in shape."As I was fixing Mark his soda Deanna came into the kitchen."Mark is here?" Yes honey. He is certainly what you said he was. He seems pretty cool." I am. Since they came here to kill little ol’ me...” she looked off to the side for a fraction of a second and then added, “No.”“Are you really going to threaten the whole town with death if they don’t surrender?”Pen Sada got a rather twisted expression on her face. It was that expression suggesting there was some bad news and the person didn’t want to convey it. The cameramen focused on her.She said, “We ran into a little problem with that.”“What kind of problem?” one of the reporters asked thinking. Each time her cock was fully inserted she held it for a second before pulling back. The feeling on my hole was intense and there was little relief at any point. And then she started pushing harder. I looked up at the mirror. The expression on her face told me all I needed to see. I'm getting fucked! If I said stop she would either not hear me or just ignore me. I was getting fucked and she will decide when it's done. In the mirror I could see every inch of her from the waist up, but I. ." "Woahhh woahhh woahhh slow down." I told Monica. Monica collected herself. "Ok, I know you're about to leave but Tyler, who is our only guide in the evening got violently ill a bit after his lunch break and we don't have anyone else on staff. I have these two ladies who paid and everything and I have to man the desk. Can you please take them! Please..." Monica pleaded. "What? But I didn't bring my guide uniform with me today or anything." I retorted to Monica. "I know but they're paying.