Mousumi: hei j dekhisa (mousumi hot 2nd floor t thake, olp durot eta ghrt dekhale sotot bht keita lora soli) aji tat khelobo ru khai o ahibo.Wow gakhi...ote moh khuti, tai sah bonabo goi mor kiba buku khan dhip dhip keekoi start kru kru vabi thakute tai kole,Mousumi: neel sah ne wine?Me: sah nakhao (nisa hole val hbo aag barhibo)Mousumi a wine botol eta loi ani bohile moi kali j wine t koi hard hole val asil.Bp khua? Jodi asei, moi oky kalo. Tai glass duta ready kri pani ani hall t rakhile ru. She is thinking she needs to put a stop to this before it gets out of hand. However, he smoothly explains that he has to do it so he can get just the right pose. He hands her a glass of wine and tells her to hold it for the picture.The first shot is straight at her face, with the glass rising like a phallic symbol to her mouth. She keeps sipping from it and Jake keeps refilling it. She has no idea how much she has to drink but is definitely feeling it. And it doesn't occur to her to say no. She. I couldn’t help it. I don’t know that I had ever been more turned on then I was right then. The entire experience had edged me for almost an hour. I was fuck drunk.We kissed and fondled each other for another few minutes before I got up, got undressed, and got a damp towel for the both of us. After I got back into bed, we kind of both decided that it was time to talk.“Are you still afraid?” I started. We were lying on our sides face to face.“No, for some reason I’m not.” Helen’s cock had. I could feel my blood pounding in anticipation, hoping this would be the end of it. We watched in silence as he stroked my shoulders. Suddenly I realized his cock was sticking straight up out of his pants and his hand as slowly sliding up and down it.“Now, slut,” he said “Here’s how it’s going to be. I give the orders, you take them. If not I make sure the pictures I took got to everyone in this city with internet access. Understand?”I nodded slowly, starting to imagine what might be in store.