He stood there with his back against the crumbling wall, his ass cheeks being rubbed raw from the friction. Uncaring, he wrapped his meaty hands in her silky dark, dirty hair and fucked her mouth relentlessly.
Like a good little whore, she took it all with no complaints.
The stench back here was almost overwhelming. Blood, gunpowder, urine, decomposing bodies, shit...and sex. But he was a fucking US Marine, and he'd be goddamned if he'd let a lack of ambiance keep him from getting his cock sucked good and proper.
Holding his breath, trying to hold back the payoff for little bit longer, he closed his eyes. And for just a moment he imagined that he was home. That this wasn't some underaged Gook whore, but was Mary Jo Riley on her knees, just like she was the night before he left for boot camp.
But in 'Nam, if you closed your eyes for too long, you got yourself a one-way ticket home wearing nothing but your dogtags and a body bag. So he opened them quickly and slammed home in her mouth, forcing her to swallow it all as he came.
Yeah, he'd said he was fighting for poontang. But a few minutes ago, he would have killed for this blow job. He looked around as he yanked up his pants taking in the hellhole once again, but threw the money just past her, made her scramble on all fours to get it. Sneering at her as he left, he almost asked her pimp for a refund; hell, Joker was better at it than she was.
But it had been so long since any of them had been with a willing woman that he didn't have the heart to cause a scene that would deprive his boys of some well-earned, paid-for pussy.
He sat down and took a long drag off of his just lit cigarette and realized, that was the first time he'd ever had to pay for it.
"This country sucks," he thought snidely.
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