After one hour of driving in bumpy field, his dick cummed in my asshole. On daily basis, we did same. Soon I got my driving license. That day I went t...o market with him and bought brand new fortuner suv. After then we again moved to the same field and moved in back seat, where he fucked me lot. I took his dick in my mouth when he started shivering, his taste was too yummy. I squeezed every drop of his cum. His dick shrank due to cold wave of ac but I still massaged his balls and sucked his soft. My most distinctive feature? Probably the tattoo on my arm. I don’t really know what the symbols mean, but I’m always being told they mean “Resignation of Hope”. I suppose that’s what my name came from.Well, kind of. I came to Shibuya on the back of a truck with nothing but the clothes on my back – literally. I don’t remember a thing before that – who I am, where I came from, what it is I’m supposed to be doing in this fucked-up world.What’s so bad? Well, many years before I can remember. Icouldn't live like I was."I sat there for a while, and then said, "Anyway, I better go in and makesome supper. Thanks for listening, Angel."Days went by, and on my next day off, I took advantage of the niceweather to sit on my steps again, and talk to my new friend."Its been a weird winter, Angel. No snow, and it really hasn't even beenall that cold yet. Hard to believe that Christmas is only twenty daysaway." I should go and get my daughter a gift, even if I don't know if she'llget it. I. Then we hijack a Russian truck ... two, actually. Mike figures, as you did, there’s no way we can be airlifted close to the target area. It’s too heavily covered by radar and missiles. How does it sound?”“It makes sense to me,” Kelly replied. She got up from her desk and uncovered a map on her wall. She pointed out the east-west road at a point about 50 kilometers east of the suspected target area. “Landing here, we just join up with the normal westbound supply traffic. I think the road will.