"You are my Adonis for true, Alex," she purred as she took a well-earned breath, having sucked cock for a good five minutes. She panted and teased her... fingers under and around my balls already firmed up after her gentle squeezing as she sucked me.I looked down at her and smiled."You have a lovely smile too, you are my number one toy-boy!" she whispered smiling back."Wow, how many you got then?" I teased."Only you.- t'was just a figure of speech, with you I have more than enough to please me, so. They were in the shadows but what really stood out to me was the glowing red tattoo on the side of the girl’s face that stretched from her eyebrow down her right cheek past her neck and stopped just above her collarbone. She moaned in what sounded like both pleasure yet there was a tone of reluctance in her voice. ‘Stop.’ The girl didn’t sound that stern and she half-giggled. Call me old-fashioned, chivalrous, or chauvinistic, but I saw a woman being forced upon. There’s something primal about. “That’s the gutsiest move I’ve ever heard of!” Shortly after they turned in. It had been a long day!The next morning was a repeat of yesterday’s weather. They reported to one of the hangers wearing the American shirts and slacks that had been given to them, but with their RAF rank tabs slid onto the shirts epaulets.They were introduced to Master Sergeant ‘Gus’ Green line chief for the base’s A10 fleet.After the introductions he took them into the hanger where two A10’’s were lined up. For the. I found out from watching the crowd that most of the dancers could be persuaded to have sex for money. That said most of them also looked like they were on some mind altering substance and not truly thinking straight. The second night I was there a new dancer was dancing. I could tell she was new to dancing because she didn't have the moves as smooth as some of the others. She also didn't look like she was high like the rest of the dancers either. After her set on stage she worked the crowd for.