The guy behind her grabbed the sides of her skirt and lifted it enough so he could see her crack. He then placed his rod between her cheeks as he grou...d into her ass. She could feel her juices running down her legs. She was soaked! They drew a crowd around them as she was lost in her daze. The camera guys were making their way around the room and soon zoomed in on their dancing. Everyone now could see what was going on as they looked up at the big screen showing this white girl being ravished. And if he does buy you a carwhen you’re sixteen, you can tell him I expect onewhen I’m sixteen.”She shook her head, tossing golden curls, controllingher breathing and her surprise. “You want to fuck me?”“Sure, of course, and I want you to suck me too, justlike you do him. In fact, let’s start right there. Geton your knees, girl.” He pulled down his zipper.“You’re serious aren’t you?” she asked, putting a handon his. A short time later I had everything I thought I might need. With a wave to both the Saudi and American gate guards, I drove out of camp onto the road heading north for the Iraqi border.I was ten miles down the road when I pulled over, turned off the headlights, and put on the night vision goggles. Driving while wearing night vision goggles, or NVGs as the military calls them, is kind of like swimming with your eyes open in saltwater. You can see, but your brain isn’t quite sure how to interpret. Trusting in her own lubrication of lust, Becca rotated her hips and wiggled her ass on the seat to force her gushing vulva to accept its incoming ruination. Becca's libido might have been supernatural, but her body was not made for all-the-way-through penetration of bollards. The mental image of her body acting as a fleshlight as she pushed it up and down the metal pole with her legs fueled her willpower and tolerance for pain. Again. Harder. Harder! Becca told herself while dropping her entire.