I still remember this mixed feeling I had watching the piss flow out of his big soft cock.After he finished he still didn't get dressed or even put on...his underwear as the rest of us had. He started prancing around fully naked with his big cock flopping freely. It didn't take long until he was hard. We were still telling him to knock it off and put on some clothes, but the sight of his big hard, naked cock---I'd bet a true 8 inches---was something we admired.Then he announced he was going to. .. hung ... skinned alive and rolled in salt ... beheaded ... children bayonetted. Not happening on my watch. Those fat cats could leave their Malay servants ... they were 'pure.' The slope heads wouldn't bother them."The problem we had defending against the yellow bastards was exacerbated by the bastards tactics. If we stopped them ... and never doubt it ... stop them we did. Every-time we did, they'd land troops behind us and we'd have to defend our rear. Lots of times we were playing. That long tongue was bringing back memories too. "There's no way a day that starts this good can end badly."The warm mouth was replaced by a firm hand and I grit my teeth. The sensation was hardly the same."Train one of your many adoring women fans to give head, problem solved. Or use those sex slaves I hear you’ve been training to sell. You have so many of them, one has to be suitable to your tastes." I reached out a hand to lower her head back down on my cock. Her mouth had better uses than. If I continued like this, I was going to cum too soon. Time to slow things down a bit. “Okay, slut, back on the bed – lie on your stomach.” Again, she obeyed without hesitation.I admired her tanned, beautifully proportioned back and butt. The redness of the paddle had already begun to fade – I guess I hadn’t hit her as hard as I thought.I began to lick and kiss my way down from her neck along her back. Jasmin was pretty quiet while I was doing this – the gentle approach didn’t light her fire, I.