“You defile our women, you American!” he snorted in English this time. “Go downstairs and wait for me. You were taken prisoner by this soldier?�...� he asked her as Eric wiped away the blood.“Yes...” Yoko stammered.“Leave, I will deal with him.” The officer gripped his pistol aimed down at Eric.She stood and began to leave as she watched Eric on the floor. She collected her guns and was about to leave. Eric prepared for the inevitable.“Die American dog!”Yoko whispered, “No.” She turned, gripped her. Jason sat in the overstuffed chair opposite the corner from the couch Candace and I sat while we chatted some more. Our conversation became more interesting as the alcohol sunk in. I asked him why he was still single after all these years. "Gary," he said, "I just haven't found the right girl." I ventured on and said, "Damn, your hung like a stallion, seems like the girls would be fighting to climb into bed with that!" He looked down and pulled the robe off his groin and said, "Oh,. As he lay on the bed, he started caressing me. I LOVE that, and it puts me right to sleep - even through a massage, I can sleep. So in the dark, I took a second and pulled my shirt and shorts off. He caressed my breasts, which made me sleepy, and then worked down to my ass and pussy, which felt too good to sleep through. I knew Brandon was in the livingroom, so I didn't want to make noise, but it felt good. My pussy was already wet, and his fingers were barely penetrating my pussy, which. Her waist was in perfect proportions to the rest of her body.At this point my mind was reeeling with all kinds of thoughts of what I would love to do with her. I was imagining how soft her thighs would feel under my fingers. Was imagining standing behind her with us both naked what her full breasts would feel in my hands as I massaged them and rolled her nipples between my fingers. My mind was reeling......Then the bus came to a sudden stop and I was pushed into her from behind because of the.