My mother, Janina, is a Saudi. She married anAmerican who worked for one of the big oil companies. After my father'shitch, they moved back to Chicag..., his home town. I was born and grew upthere. My father did not practice his religion, but my mother secretlyinstructed me in the teachings of Islam. She taught me to detest theunbelievers and to bring Islam to the world." Did she tell you to spread Islam through murder?"Martin's face clouded over. "It's not murder to do the will of. Simon didn’t like the night shifts, though there wasn’t much work then. Leisure allowed loneliness to creep in. After cleaning the toilet, Simon headed toward the balcony, intending to smoke a cigarette there. Then he noticed that the door of ward 8 was ajar. Nurses’ carelessness maybe. He knew who lay in ward 8 – a girl in her early twenties who had the misfortune to be run over by a pickup truck. Simon hesitated for a moment. Deep in the recesses of his mind a strong impetus was urging him. He began lathering men up in soap. He got to my crotch than stopped. He turned me around and he kissed my lips. Then he grabbed my ass and pulled me against him. He began kissing my neck. Oh I couldn’t believe that this straight kid was kissing me. I turned his head and began making out with him. We just made out for like 23 minutes than we watered ourselves down and dried off. It was now 4:00 in the morning. Went out into the room and got our clothes back on. We got back into bed and went to. At last, you reach down and guide my cock into the entrance of your pussy. We need no additional lubrication, your pussy is wet and flowing and my cockhead is wet from you having sucked and kissed it as well as all the love juice gathered just now. We begin slowly rocking back and forth until I am fully inside your pussy. The heat…what can I say? You are already beginning to clamp down and I gradually speed up my thrusting. Your clamping/squeezing is on the withdrawal portion of my action. I am.