Rashmi liked keeping her pussy clean and sometimes hairy to for a change and she had a bf but only talked to him thru mail’s because she was really ...cared of escalating thing’s, she had a didi type image every where from work to gym to neighborhood because she never exposed her awesome figure. Soon we opened up and started to sext and send pics and nude pic’s to our mail’s were the dirtiest all we talked about was lunds and chooths and every day my pussy was on fire because of her dirty talks. “So ... the legends are true...” She said. She clasped my forearm. “The Sun does know what he’s about.” She bowed her head. “The Piss Boot Legion is at your command, my Unconquered. And so am I.”I breathed out a slow sigh – and tried to ignore the shimmering sense of disquiet that crawled along my spine. Had I just convinced her?Or had my magic just left there no room for doubt? No room for debate?I had no idea.Ejana and the Piss Boot Legion took us into the tower with the blinding speed of. Suspending my male ego, I finally devised a plan. After my workout at my local YMCA, I approached my long-time friend, Tom. He is recently divorced, and we have shared many stories together over a pint or three. He knows of my concern for my premature ejaculation and has attempted to give me tips over the years. He has shared his sexual experiences that he has had with his ex-wife and other women, so I know he enjoys a good fuck. Our secrets were safe with each other and I trust him.Walking out. "I'd expect that we'll be out and around somewhere tomorrow. You have a good night and a quiet day tomorrow now, hear?" You too, Will. See you tomorrow, maybe."Jon hung up the phone, just a little amused. Will could talk in good English -- they'd heard him on the plane early in the morning, and they knew from their discussion that he had an extension degree from the University of Maryland. But, this discussion showed that either his default way of speaking was cowboy, or he just liked to talk.