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I'm not sure how this started but the incident sticks in my mind because of the gecko--you know, that little lizard in Asian countries... Well, there I was, knees on either side of her buttocks, hands spreading her a** to get a better look at my c**k, which was completely embedded balls-deep and unmoving in Kiki's a**s.

I was simply enjoying the contraction of her butt around my hard c**k. Those spasms somehow managed to squeeze the entire length of my c**k from its base (surrounded by the coral ring of her distended a**s) to the tip of my throbbing p***s buried in her intestines.

I wasn't looking at anything in particular when I rolled my head back inhaling the sweet odor of the local weed that floated in swirly clouds through the dense air of the hut. We had just put the bong aside and paused in our ******** to absorb the drug. Her tiny little buttocks pushed up and back, twisting slightly to bend my c**k at the root, again gripping my shaft so tightly my eyes watered. God, just sitting on her a** as she ******** my c**k so sweetly was better than all the lousy greedy crap I had been dipping my d**k into.

Forget the pro's I had been in--just give me a sweet farm girl like Kiki to flip over in the morning, plow that furrow and do my level best to shoot some good old American come into whatever orifice happened to be closest.

Reaching up to grip her hair, I pulled it into a pair of reins, and dragged her head back and started to ride that sweet little a**, slowly pulling out a little and plunging back in pushing her a**s inward as I stuck my c**k in to the root. Now those grunts were a lot more frequent, matching my c**k's descent into her body.

I had half the length of my p***k sunk in on the outstroke and all seven inches driven in at the pause. You see, I like to wait for a few seconds when my c**k is completely buried in a nice tight little Vietnamese butt -- to savor the involuntary little embraces of love... I could feel the muscle ridges of her a** caress my cockhead as it passed back and forth. The heat of her butt was even greater than the stifling tropical air of the late afternoon. And the sweat, running down in streams off my chest lubed my c**k each time I managed to forcibly pull out of her gripping a**.

Jesus, for a second there I thought she might just rip my c**k off at the root and leave it stuck up her rear! If it hadn't been for the slippery suntan oil stuffed up her a*****e and rubbed on my c**k, I might have never gotten out of her...a crazy image of trying to return to the states with a Vietnamese girl anally impaled on my stiff c**k crossed my mind. "Anything to declare, sir?"...

Now here is where I am kind of confused. Something happened, some noise or breath of air in the close confines of the hut but my eyes focused suddenly and with my head tossed back like that as I concentrated on enjoying the ******** I saw the damn thing. It was on the cross-member of the ceiling, moving slowly in the oven- like heat, each step deliberate.

You must understand I didn't expect to see anything moving! I'm not afraid of 'em; it just took me by surprise. But I guess I do hate the silent slimy little ********. Geckos. You remember? Kind of like a lizard but without scales--skin as smooth as Hells Slide. Anyway, I was brought back to reality with a jolt and accidentally stuck my entire c**k back in her a** in one quick motion. And, the sequence of events being inescapable, she gave a convulsive squeeze, bearing down on my c**k, milking it for all she was worth.