During the party that evening, Charlie noticed that eighteen-year-old Nuri seemed weary and was complaining of a headache, so he went to him. ‘You l...ook tired, Nuri… do you need to go rest for a while?’ he asked gently. When Nuri shook his head and tightened his arm around Jasmine, Charlie looked at his daughter and said, ‘Jasmine, my sweet girl… I think you need to convince your boyfriend to go get some rest. You can even stay with him if you promise to be good!’ Nuri smiled slightly and shook. Some of the men were with their wives but many were not. As I sat on a stool at the bar I had to be careful not to show the goods. The skirt I was wearing was very short and tended to ride up. The bartender came over and I ordered a drink. When he brought it I was about to give him our room number to charge it to but he said it was already taken care of. I asked by who and he pointed to a group of guys on the other side of the bar. A brave one came over and made small talk with me and soon the. "I'm sitting Indian like on my bed, still naked, he just walks up to me and whips out the biggest dong I've ever seen in my life." She gave me a wide eyed look, shaking her head in disbelief."Well, to cut to the chase, he stuck that whopper in my face and told me to suck it." She wrapped her arms around herself and laughed softly, twisting her body slowly."So I did. Sort of," she mused. "Only that baby fist head would fit. He held my head and started jacking off really fast." She gulped. "That. He could hold his bowels, but sometimes it did seem like he was only just making it to the bathroom. He wasn't sure if it was the sessions with the butt-plug he was having a few times a week or the surgery itself, but it didn't hurt when they put things up there, although it didn't really feel that good, either. But, never mind. They told him it was just training, that he would learn to not mind at all when men would play with him back there, and besides, he got a personal netviewer all his.