Well he was good-looking, physically, and it had been a while... Mo was desperate to talk to someone about it, but he didn’t know who! He was so con...used. And hurt. Nothing had been how it was supposed to be.Eventually he called his imam. It was a bit late but he wouldn’t be able to sleep until he’d talked about it and there wasn’t anyone else. His brothers would crucify him if they found out... Their imam was quite young, luckily, and from Germany but with perfect English.“So,” the imam smiled. Chusne ke baad mein ne apna lund fir se uski chut mein daal diya or chodne laga chudai karte huye hamein 30 min hone wali thi mein jhadne wala tha mein ne kaha mein jhadne wala hu or lund chut mein se nikal kar uske muh mein daal diya or mera saara maal uske muh mein wo uss se khelne lagi mere lund pe laga kar chusti or apne chuche pe laga kar malish karti mera lund kafi der tak chusti rahi meraFir khada ho gaya or mein ne fir se uski chut mein daal diya ek dum jhatke se wo chilla padi. There was a small room where one person could lie on some small but cozy leather board. “Undress” she ordered me and I could hear mum giggle silently behind me as I did as I was told. So after a few seconds I stood there, totally naked in this torture basement with those two amazing ladies. My cock had already grown and was almost hard again. “Now get your slave ass inside there.” Maygan said and I felt my slave ass being beaten by a small crop mum had taken from the wall beside. I jumped in. Reel 'em in." "Wil, Karl, here are your options. You can receive a photo of your kids every year as they grow. They'll be told that you're an undercover hero and that you had to disappear in order to keep them and their mother safe. That second part's true enough. When they become adults, we'll let you reconnect with them. They might not like you by then. "To get that option, you'll have to warn the other boys in your little nazi club not to mess with us and not to trust Mick. We don't tolerate.