"Yeah!" The Scarecrow wiggled on his pole. "How about getting me off this stick so we can get it on?"Dorothy had long since stopped being shocked at w...hat was going on in this strange land. She set down her pack, and stepped over the low fence into the cornfield. She slipped through the coarse corn stalks up to the Scarecrow's post.She reached up to bend over the nail holding the Scarecrow on his post. She lost her balance; she grabbed at the Scarecrow to keep from falling on her face.Her hand. .Me: Let me guess, early morning breakfast with a BBC?Malvika: Ohhh fuckkk! Yesss.. Chetan.. Come soon.. B & B Anjuna..She immediately hung up after that. I could make out that she was getting rammed by a BBC which was her most favourite thing to do in Goa. She had told me a lot about her sexual adventures with them and how she had her first sex on the beach with a Nigerian a few years back. She had been going to Goa mostly to get fucked by their big dicks as the same wasn’t easily available as. We were at her house and no one was home but us. As she took off her bra, I could tell from the look on her face as she bared herself for me, that she wanted me to see her and she wanted her breasts to arouse me. Oh, and did they ever.Frank's girl, Amy, has shiny, light brown hair, long, trailing down her back, brown eyes and a nice figure. Her boobs, which I first saw the night that I'm telling you about, are large and firm and tipped with small brown nipples. When you view them from in front. You willingly rape and enslave your female friends. You eagerly drink piss and cum. You exhibit your body for strangers. And now that you're pregnant your tits are finally going to swell up with milk and make you a useful little moo cow."Laura was silent. This was all true."So the last little bit of our training is going to take away the last of your humanity. You've seen a little in tonight's training tape. We're going to teach you that you're not a person, you're a fucktoy, you're a.