All restraints removed.Now she was in front of him, not demanding. Not yelling. Just making a simple request. "I need to shower."The change in her att...tude had been swift and appeared to be complete."Please," she was saying. "Please join me in the shower."Looking down into her eyes, Mort saw the request echoed there and in her face. "Sure," he simply said."Nice," Louisa said and followed it with, "Thank you."Then she surprised herself and definitely Mort. She slowly dropped to her knees in. Uski choot ko bhi takoor milli to woh dobaara mood main aa gayee aur mera land pakar ker kehney lagi keh deekho kitna sehma hua baitha hai abhi thori dair pehley kitna ghussey main tha. Main hansney lagaa aur hum log aadhey ghantey tak nahaatey rahey .phir hum bahar aaye aur jism khushk kia aur baatein karney lagey keh thori dair main woh khud uthi aur merey land ko doobaara choosney lagi to woh phir motion main aa gayaa . Main ney aalia ko dobaara litaana chaaha to kehney lagi keh nahin. "Ohhh, Gawd," she moaned loud and long as he pushed into her. He watched fascinated as her asshole slowly opened like the shutter on a camera for his cock to enter. She raised up on her tip-toes, trying to straighten out the path for him and allow him easier entry. He placed his hands on her softly flaring hips and pushed deeper into her. She gasped as she felt the head pop into her and her anus close up slightly around it. Jack didn't stop pushing, though. He kept going until he fully filled. I felt the sweet itching in my pants, and I got a serious hard on. I felt like buying a couple of strong bears from her, and took two from the fridge, and placed them on the counter. She scanned them and told me the price. I took up a 50 kroner note from my purse, gave it to her, and she gave me some coins back. I was thinking, and that thought turned me on, that it must be rather “haram”, for such a modest muslim girl, to sell alcohol to a middle-aged danish man. And then I got an idea. I knew.