5 inch mota hai pura khada ho chuka tha fir jethalal daya ko puri nangi kar deta haiOr uski chut chatta hai fir daya jethalal ko nanga karti hai or us...a lund aise chusti hai jaise ki koi bachcha lollipop chusta hai fir jethalal daya ko ghodi banata hai or daya ki gand me apna lund tikaata hai or dhakke lagane lagta haiDaya→aah tapu ke papa aaram seJethalal→aaj koi aaram nahi milega tujhe aaj to main tujhe raat bhar chodunga or jethalal jhatke tej kar deta haiDaya→aah tapu ke papa or jor se. I?ve never participated in these diversions ? I have no use for female bodies, hanged or otherwise. And as to the hanged males, I get to see plenty of these in the course of my duties. ???? My duties are quite simple. I get to collect the hanged man?s seed, an important ingredient in our brews. Every time a man is hanged, be it a town square or a deep in the wilderness, I am lurking nearby, ready to pounce. But preying on murdered or executed is only one way of getting what I want. There is an. . ya know, iterate on yesterdays beta test (turn that minimum viable molestation into a minimum delightful molestation). So I hung out in the hallway waiting for Margo to fika, and when she left I strolled over to stupidname's desk and shoved his head a little roughly, knocking his stupid gay pink headphones off his head. He looked up all butt-hurt until he saw it was me, and then gave me those Bambi-watching-his-mother-get-shot-eyes that I've come to adore. I'd left him alone all morning so I. He even thought you were better for business, because id be so focused about my day, just to finish up early and spend time with you. I recall you on me, facing away, clenched onto my thighs. I can never forget it. Fabio was watching us from the doorway. His mind was blown, he never thought that he would meet you, none the less watch you make love to me. Fabio was always the stronger of the two of us, rougher with emphasized features, his hands were weathered from field work, light eyes against.