I sat on the chair as my boyfriend switched through the channels of the tv finding many nice pornos and stopping at one of a girl in the middle of a g...ng bang. as he was doing that i noticed a hole in the wall to my right. it was dark in the other booth next to us and i could see dried up cum covering the wall from the hole down. it was pretty gross as i thought about it but then i noticed an eye looking into the booth from the hole. my boyfriend told me to stand up and face the wall opposite. Now, four months later, back in Poland, going to work everyday; getting back into those daily routines that comprise much our lives, I can suddenly stop, wherever I am, and whatever I am doing, and I can instantly recall (for instance) the sound of Hanna and Khalid fucking on our hotel room bed, as I would be standing just inside the open bathroom door as I stroked my rock hard cock---and feeling that hard-to-describe feeling of exhilaration (there's no other word for it than that) at the sound. That ain't the life fer me. I'm a tracker, an' a scout." Well I don't think you should turn up your nose at love because of what you see other people do," said Millie. "I think you should talk to Dusty about it." I think he's got more on his mind than just talkin'," said Boots, with one eyebrow raised."I would hope so!" squealed Millie."That's why I asked you about the Good Book. He said it was in there somewhere that what he wants to do with me is a good thing." Well then, we'll look," said. ” He grabbed a tea towel dried his hands, then without a word took her hand and led her to their bedroom, silently he stripped her to her undies in just moments, as she stood passively, finally throwing off her underclothes then his own clothes quickly and efficiently, they then fell back onto the bed, that same bed he had used with her mother, the bed they had commiserated in and cried in, laughed in, and where he had taken her virginity, the bed he had tied her mother too and later her,.