Kakima sob tuku chete pute kheye nilo…kakima ebar khater modhye pa fak kore suye porlo ami jiv diye kakimar gud ta chat te suru korlam, kakima sex e...phete porche kame r agun e chot fot korche guli khaoa pakir moto, amar matha ta these dhore mukh theke sudhu ahhh ahhh ummm umm aoaj korche. Amar kakimar ei chot fotani dekhe abar dhon ta dariye kakima ke chodar jonno ready hoye gache….Kakima, “r jalas na sona ebar amay chude santo kor….tor paye pori”Ami, “ seki paye kano amar dhone poro na”.Kakima. He knew what she was just as much as I did, like a shark sensing blood in the water. It didn’t matter that she hadn’t ever told anybody that she got off on the idea of being screwed violently while bent double with the sole of a foot pressed into her cheek - He knew.His eyes gave away the salivating inner thoughts of a predator sensing prey. What was he thinking? Was it how he’d do her with her head down a fucking toilet? Or how he’d beat the bitch, cum on her face, do everything - Yeah, as. It was cold, but hell I was hot enough inside to heat it going down. I found some cord in the closet and returned to the bedroom, the pizza crust hanging from the side of my mouth. Handing Hoke the cord I asked if he wanted another beer."Sure would. This is hard work," he grinned at me and flexed his cock, making it jump. Both Julie and I took a fit of giggling and asked him do it again, and again. He was happy to oblige and we were like kids at a magic show, agog at what he was capable of. We areallowed to pray here, and sometimes look after you a little. But, whenyou feel like you 'know' something, or that you have to 'do something',it will be me. If you do as you must, and redeem yourself, I will seeyou up here again, and this time it will be forever."She hugged her Mom, and even gave me one, and kissed me on the cheek,and then turned around and went back into town. I was crying as Ilooked at Mom and said, "Please take me back. I can't stand to look atthis if I can't be.