"They are very horny and looking forward to the many cocks they will soon meet!" Kasim called from the back, his gloating filled with cruelty. The soldier watching over them in the back Hardcore of the truck was naked, his uniform thrown aside, and he had an arm draped around each girl's shoulders as blowjob they lay on either side of him frozen with dread and fear. He cupped the side of Sandy's cheek with deceptive gentleness. He found this American girl, with her much larger breasts and perfectly symmetrical face, to be the more beautiful of the two. Sandy looked down at the man's cock, which sprang up rigid and straight. A pearly drop of pre-cum glistened at its tip. Kasim grunted. "The General promised you would be raped by 100 cocks once we reached camp, and I can tell you, infidel cunt, that he is a man of his word. But you can still maybe buy yourself some mercy. Your girlfriend over there," Kasim grunted, jerking his head in Layla's direction, "has her pretty mouth stuffed full, but you - YOU have a perfectly good-looking mouth unoccupied. I wonder if you know how to use it?" he asked suggestively. Taking the hint and knowing that she had no other choice, Sandy awkwardly knelt over his crotch. It was awkward because her wrists were tied painfully tight behind her back, and her ankles were tied just as tight, but she tried to ignore the discomfort. She tried not to flinch as she felt his hands hold her lush, golden hair away from her face…or as she smelled the strong male scent of his throbbing cock right beneath her nose. She opened her mouth and took him in, her tongue cradling the underside of his shaft as she tasted salt and sweat and the soldier's distinct flavor. Her mouth began to slide up and down his eager shaft, but that slut wasn't good enough. He thrust her head down onto his lap, forcing his cock half-way down her throat. "UGGHHH!!!" she groaned and gurgled as the soldier's manhood slid forcefully between her blonde lips, lodging itself so deep that her nose pressed against his pubic hair as the man's balls bulged against her chin. "Ahhh yes, American slut. You muscle suck cock properly or not at all… Ohhh, and I have less pleasant games we can play if you choose to be difficult." The scar-faced soldier had dark eyes that always seemed to glitter with a predatory gleam, especially now. Sandy's pleading blue eyes looked up to him now as she sucked and slurped desperately on his shaft. Her eyes watered as she struggled to take in air. Her chest heaved, her big, beautiful breasts rising and falling as she could barely suck in enough air to not black out. "The fact that over eighty percent of their fleet came here not long ago. I said through staggered pants. If it’s what he wants. Got it?" When I woke-up blowjob I discovered that he’d pulled my little skirt up so that most of one of my butt cheeks was on display. We want to. I was a little disappointed that we weren't going to have total privacy tonight, but a little excited now that I'd seen what fun we could have without it. Misty countered, “No slut one is asking you to accept ‘sloppy seconds’ and no one in this room is a lesbian. The guys were working up to a rhythm she was bucking like a wild animal. “So, all we have to do is pick a day that blonde we can go Hardcore on our date, you have to bear with me though, I haven’t been on a date for four years.” He said making me almost cry, I was that excited. “Give me a challenge.” But I had never, ever touched, sucked or seen a dick as big as my mans dick in real life. Then he got up and started to walk up to her. To me it felt as if I had been saving it up for days and not have just had an orgasm with Belinda a few minutes ago. He rolled muscle his eyes to her “Wow, what the hell just happened?”