"Bull-fucking-shit," Boothe yelled at him."How dare you talk to me like that!" West yelled back."Yeah?" Boothe returned. "What are you gonna do about ...t, sir? Send me to fucking Mars? Oh wait! I'm already here, ain't I? And now you're telling me you want me to lead this ragtag, overtired, ass-kicked company against a defensive emplacement that makes the positions The Corps faced on Callisto look like a kid's tree house? If I'm gonna even consider doing that, I want to know how many goddamn men. "Mr. Fritz sure wasn't gone for long. He came back in his yoga gown,which looked an awful lot like a blue bathrobe to me, with a big bookunder his arm."This ancient yogic text will serve as our training manual. It's calledthe (I can't remember the name exactly ? it was something like "KarmaSuture" I think). But perhaps we'll leave that for another night. Yourfirst lesson will be a short one."He sat down in a large overstuffed armchair."The first lesson, one that all novices must master, is an. "So am I!" i groaned."Do it! Do it!" she groaned loudly.As i continued to thrust into her, i could hear my mother getting louder and more excited too, and Tyler panting heavily and groaning as well, and then as i thrust up into Mrs Kupra again, and then again, i felt my balls tighten completely once more, and with a loud groan, i thrust up deep into that hot mature Indian woman's cunt, and exploded inside of her."OH FUCK!" i cried unloading my second load of the night."YES! YES! YES!. The next time I will add another five on." Yes, Daddy."I release her legs then remove the hand restraints from the bed. Picking her up in my arms, I put her bound hands behind my head and rest her against the wall. I put on a new condom then enter her with long and leisurely thrusts.It doesn't take long before she starts moaning again. I shush her with my hand over her mouth."No. You're not allowed yet."She's unable to hold back and cries out in pleasure against my palm."Kitten! You disobeyed.