This time, the monk knew what to expect, so he kept watching the cloth as Jase spun it around. The monk stayed on the defensive and never thrust or ha...ked at Jase with the sword, so Jase was forced to take the offensive. He fluttered the cloth in the monk's face, and, while the monk's attention was diverted, Jase kicked the monk in the knee hard enough to make him fall, but not hard enough to break any bones.Again, there was applause. The senior monk called immediately for enough of the cloth. So instead I'll show you how hot I think you are by writing you a story which your gripping attraction has inspired"until your out of breath and the spit runs down your neck" by Doja I want to send you sexy little clothes for you to squeeze into and be your secret admirer. I'd include letters and pictures of all the nasty things I want to do to you. I'd also give you instructions to train yourself to be my slut using the toys I send you. After a couple months I tell you to meet me in a parking. I had already called the bitches and when I reached. I booked another room and then didn’t even wait to freshen up. I went to the cottage they were in, and it was really a premium one, with gothic architecture.I rang the bell, and Ann came to open the door. She was still half asleep and her dynamite body with exact curves and flesh at exact positions were covered with a gown. I wanted to rip it off and taste her fleshy caramel body now and then, but I resisted. My dick was aching to get pumped. Perhaps the most striking feature of this penis was that it was impossibly hard and throbbing, furthermore, it was mine.Josh took a long, hard look at me. A specific part of me that is. Staring right back at him was my pride and joy, four inches with a cut head, its angry red helmet ready for conquest. Seeing my unabashed display, and my expectant look, Josh breathed an audible sigh of resignation and dropped his pants.I am not, as a rule, given to either extreme profanity or vulgarity. But.