The Ayatollah Makhtol looked at least twenty years older than his fifty three years.Katal clasped his hands together in a show of his devotion to his ...eligious leader and then bowed his head. The Ayatollah Makhtol gave him his blessing and began to talk with his old student. "You had said at one time that you would be willing to achieve martyrdom if it would further Allah's cause. Is that not correct?" Yes, Imam, I did say that, and I repeat that vow to you right now. If it would serve Allah's. No, it is immposible to sleep this night, I am hiering known sounds from next room by my room. The son's and mine room is divided by very thin wall. My son fucking that girl Sonia on the floor behind the wall where is opposite situated top of my bad and just to my head. Each his streak of strengthy shooting into her pussy or into her anus in ever possiblefucking position. Sonia send constant and loudly voice of moaning while my son destroying her holesfaster and faster. I know that she. She is nothing but a soft playtoy in his hands. Then he curls the right side of his mouth into that half smile, that usually have that soaking effect on her knickers. He still can't believe, she is here and just how beautiful she is, with her curly blonde hair, big brown eyes, perfectly shaped eyebrows and long dark lashes. He remembers receiving the first photos of her, thinking what stupid fake photos she sent him and how she laughed at him and jokingly saying, 'Yeah, sure in real life I'm. . why? She shakes her head. What does it matter?Without even thinking about, except maybe on a subconscious level, two smooth tentacles appear from the material covering her body. They slide up to wrap around her small firm breasts as the material seemingly retreats to reveal the color of her soft flesh. The smooth tentacles feel quite soft as they slip around her. Her small nipples peak out, hardening like rocks at the touch.She leans back slightly, never taking her eyes off the action on the.