He was about halfway through his fourth mile, and in a few minutes he would be leaving the beach and getting back on the pavement. Then he would run t...he five blocks to his condo complex and jump in the pool.He loved running on the beach for several reasons. There was usually a breeze. The hard-packed sand was the ideal running surface. And the scenery: the beach babes, slim, hot, and wearing little.It was a small town on the northeast coast of Florida, a quaint throwback to earlier times. No. Apparently he's being detained in Moscow as a terrorist and wants me to help to get him released."I pulled out my travel book with all the contact numbers and said, "Sorry about this Masha, but I need to call the US Embassy."She smiled at me and stated, "Jack that is fine. If you don't mind, I need to go find a computer and check in with my work. Please stay here until I return."I touched her hand and promised, "I'm not going anywhere without you."She got up from the table and left as I called. I immediately opened that and before I saw the dozens of nudes of her, there was one message, “She’s ours now Faggot.”The pictures were such a turn on and the quality was incredible. I downloaded all 22 of them to add to the pictures I had posted yesterday, then saw a link to three videos that were on Pornhub.com. I clicked on the first link. The title was “Jackie Roman, Florida Stripper” It was an 8 minute clip of her stripping on a stage, obviously in a topless club, openly fingering herself. Now there was just intense pressure on the shaft and head as it moved. And my only thought, at that moment, was to spurt. I wasn't trying to get her to make those sounds any more. Somehow, this was my time. I actually didn't care whether it felt good to her or not. I would agonize over that for days. And all she did was lie there and look up at me, but there was no recrimination in her eyes. I wasn't paying that much attention, but when I thought back on it, it seemed like she was just watching.