TV ta ache amar ddan dike aar boudi baa dike shuye ache. Ami tv r dike mukh kore shuye chilam. Tai chokh khultei tv r dike chokh porlo. Dekhlam nayok ...ayika ke chudche. Chodachudir por nayika khub valomoto taar gud take chire dhore dekhacche. Eivabe aro 15-20 minute por chobita shesh holo. Boudi tv bondho kore bathroom-e gelo. Or vishon heat uthe jawai jete jete blouser opor diyei mai duto tipte laglo. Boudi ashte deri hocche dekhe ami ghor theke beriyei dekhi amar gorer alo jolche. Khola. She opened the entry and came towards me. I began talking and using my hands at the same time. "I am Johnny. Who are you? Can you understand me? Why are we here? Please, try to understand. What is going on? Why are we here?" As I was voicing these words I was gesticulating, trying to make her comprehend. But she didn't seem to understand me. She merely kept coming at me and was reaching for my prick. I slapped her hand away. This time it was not going to happen. I needed answers. Her blank face. Inside my cunt, his dick thickens. Hot, hairy thighs thud gently against the meat of my ass mounds. Coarse leg hair tickles the sensitive skin of my fleshy rear. I never want it to end. Spunk zings in my pussy sets of a colorful explosion in my mouth. “OoOh Fuck.” He grows and grows. “You're. So. Big.” He shudders inside me. “Fuck. Cunt. Jesus. OooOh.” I slide down off my hands, rolling onto my back, panting. I stare at the shitty, peeling ceiling of an unfamiliar room. He comes to lie next to. As Jackie got into position I saw the prompter now had a split screen on it. The top was in English and the bottom was in Turkish. Their alphabet's fairly close to ours. Every so often I recognized things like "KY" up on the screen.(Oh, thank goodness they're going to lube that monster boner up first!)For the most part I realized it was Jackie doing most of work for this scene. As it turned out most of my actions were all reflexive anyway, especially when Jackie shoved the business end of.