"Y... Yes, Sir," you mumble. Trailing your fingertips down my chest, you reach lower and smile as you run your fingers over it. "Mmmmm..." It's my coc.... Say it." Your cock," you whisper, blushing. "Mmmmmm..." Keep still," I say, reaching between your legs and stroking through your slick hotness. "This is your pussy or your cunt. Say it."You shudder and your blush deepens. "It... It's my pussy."I grasp your nipple tightly, squeezing. "It's wet. Tell me it's wet." My pussy is wet." I roll your. “ekya (eknath) aare udya aaplya kade maalche order gheun pahune yenaar aahet. Sarva maal khokyat bharoon udya paryent taiyar thevava lagel. Mala ani mavshila madat thodi kar” aji bolali. Thik aahe. Me bolalo ani tya doghin barobar kamala laglo. Me maza chehra nehmi sarkhach salsud thevla hota. Kakiajine ani me sarva aambe wadyacha madhya var aanun hevle. Kakiajine puthyache ghadi kelele box ughadun thevle. Tyat suke gavt bharayche hote. Kakiaji: are ekya. Ja mavshi barober jaa ani bagetun suka. Next, I was presented with the charter and ownership papers for a Udaloy-class destroyer--the Admiral Panteleyev, renamed the Glenmorrie. Oh shit. Oh fuck. Oh damn. Oh hell. Now what the fuck do I do?"Fuck, Vladimir--I can't read Russian, nor do my crew. And how many does that thing crew? a hundred? two hundred? This is ridiculous."Calm down, calm down. You are hereby commissioned by the soviet government to act as diplomatic agents of good will to the world. Everything aboard has been renamed. That just hardened his resolve more than his cock so he continued.“Well ... Gemma ... do you also remember how we said we would take people out in my boat so we can all fuck each other on the river ... do you remember that?”Gemma nodded slowly with Derek now looking sideways at Keith and not down at the girl with his dick in her mouth.“ ... and do you remember...” carried on Keith, “ ... how we fucked each other like crazy out on that boat and do you remember how awesome it was to do it out on.