“Well, that movie certainly qualifies!” Marcy Jones sniffed and looked down her nose at the woman in the studio next to her.“Really? So, that mo...ie depicted healthy, normal sexuality in the context of a marriage. So, you think that what goes on behind closed doors between married people is pornographic? It’s wrong? It should never happen?”“Well, no, that’s not what I meant. Stop twisting my words!” The good Reverend was flustered.“Okay, so what do you think is acceptable forms of human. Especially got me was "Yoy d' Jenerue" which means, "how wonderful" or something. Or simply, "Yoy!!!" Did you have a nice cum?" She didn't understand me. Her English was academic at most."I came here because you made me laugh and drunk and horny." Yes, honey," I persuaded, "I mean, did you climax good? 'cum' is just another name for orgasm"."Ho, ho, ho..." she laughed with her awful Hungarian drawl. "I have never had such a strong climax!!! Really, I wish Tamás would lick me like you did. He is. . that hurt...”“Good,” grinned the Captain, lying back again on the couch and watching as Mina scurried away, red bottom swinging and jouncing. Delightful... quite delightful! In a few moments, the girl returned carrying an olive-coloured jar of scented oil. This she spread all over her big soft breasts... and also over her Master’s partially swollen penis. “I am honoured, Master... truly honoured...” “Yes, you are, aren’t you, girl?” leered Barbaria’s chief commander. He placed his head on a. "I think I should show it to you then," he said, allowing himself to smile for the first time.As Jason guided her through the truck stop store she could not help but admire the man's body. He was tall and although not fat, was not slim either. What caught her attention when they sat at the table were his incredibly blue eyes. A grin came to her lips as she remembered the package he carried between his legs.The heat and the smell of running diesel trucks assaulted their senses as they made their.