Tumi taratari Chaitali ke ek bar chude dao. Tumi to Chaitali ke praye eksho bar chude chude Chaitalir guud ta khal baniye diyecho, ekhon wo ja chaiche...ta taratari diye dao.” Tapoti uthe ghorer darja bando kore dilo aar Sudeep songe songe amake joriye dhore chumu khete laglo aar amar sara gaye hath bolate laglo. Sudeep amake bichnate shueye diye amar sari ta alto kore amar komor obdi tule dilo jate tar pat na bhange. Tapoti amar kache esje amake chumu khete laglo aar Sudeep takhon amar panty ta. . ?" Not really, no. But this involved an Australian TV soap."That sounded more like Naismith. "Earth-shattering stuff?" Fairly, yes. You know that soap, 'Visitors?'" I knew it - another of those indistinguishable Australian soaps beloved by schoolchildren and out of work ne'er-do-wells. It seemed to be broadcast five or six times a day. He droned on: "It's on our TV at lunchtimes and it's repeated again at four fifteen in the afternoons. Apparently at the moment we're running about two years. I wish I'd seen this years ago. I'm writing this with stinging nettles held to my cock head with a rubber cock ring, and it feels like someone is sticking gently on my cock, it had felt this way for the last hour! It's like tantric masturbation!I was sceptical, very sceptical, and started very very gently, lol, but before long I was rubbing leaves in and even inserting a sting-laden nettle stalk down my urethra (its still there). I'm at work now, still straps with bells and a stalk down my cock. When I saw who was sitting there with a big grin on his face I went off."You sorry son of a bitch, since when did you become a Commander? How the hell do you get promotions that fast and into another branch of service? You better start explaining or I am going to bust you right in the nose, friend or not." Damn Harry, if you will you calm down I will be glad to explain it all to you. I was never in the Air Force. My team and I were working undercover to try to find out where all of the stolen.