Ab hum dono bed par late gaye aur aik dosre ko phr say chatne lage kareeb 15 mint baad mera lun phr say khara ho gaya aur may aunty ki choot may ungli...krne laga aunty nay kaha ab bs mjhe chodo plz aur zorr say chodo aunty kay kehte he may nay aunty ko nechay lita lia aur khud un ki choot par apna lun rakh dia aur aunty say bola may dal doon kya? Aunty nay kaha yeh bhi koi pochne wali baat ha dal day ab aur may nay foran aik zorr ka jhtka mara aur aunty ki choot may apna lun dal dia choot gili. Although, very few women ever used the "C" word, Karen wasn't in the least opposed to using the word 'cunt'.She turned to her left looking at Art. "If you want me too, I'll suck your cock." She told him in a sultry voice."Huh?" Art looked over at her confused."Your hand looks like it hurts. I bet if I sucked you off it'd take some of the pain away. I'll give you some of the best head you ever had." She ran her tongue seductively over her lips."Jesus Christ! What the fuck are you? Some kind of. "Yes, pretty little thing." Tallia struck me hard across my bottom,once, twice and a third time, then she pulled me to my feet and pushedme forward again. "Run to the couch and kneel by the iron slave ring,"she said.I ran instead back to the main door and began hammering franticallyagainst it. "Help! Please! Open this door! Help me!" But Tallia was onme again in seconds, again seizing my hair, slapping me hard across theface as I tried to land a blow on her. We wrestled briefly before Talliaput. "Kind of warm, ain't it?" winced Boadie, clamping a pair of sunglasses to his head to face the daylight outside the plane."Fucking hot," Brent agreed, similarly donning sunglasses.Soon all five band members had exited the plane, Scott being the last, with their minimal luggage in tow. The two men ushered them across the narrow tarmac towards a dusty trail that quickly led to a cascade of steps cut into the hillside."You guys talk or what?" bellowed Boadie. "Or what the fuck?" Maybe they don't.