The subjects they covered were multitude and made my head spin, but the predominent subject was sex. I found one book filled with ancient painting fro...m India or perhaps Asia of people twisted in the most extremes of sexual configurations. All the men had absurdly enormous cock partially impaling women whose faces were singularly illuminated with passion. "A magnificent primer for a young couple," said a familar voice behinf me. I was so engrossed in the book even though the text was in some. Kintu uni amake chudbar aage aar chudbar pore amar guud ta ke khuub bhalo bhabe chete, chushe diten. Uni ekhono jakhon India te ashen, uni amar guud ta bhalo chete chushe den.” Amra ei ralomer katha bolte bolte amar choda chudee korte thaklam. Amar choda khete khete Sapna boudee du du bar nijer guuder jal khosiye dilo. jakhon jakhon Sapna tar guude jal khosachillo takhon takhon se amake char hathe payee joriye dhore tar komor ta unchuu kore amar laura ta jato ta pare guuder bhetore niye guuder. "Then, you can take your turn."Hannah giggled and nodded."You might need to give me a minute," she said. "My body is feeling all wobbly, but in a really good way."I shuffled back on to the padding and lay on my back. Hannah followed me. She lay down on her side next to me and leaned her naked body against mine. I was desperately horny for some action of my own, but her orgasm seemed to have hit her hard. Her chest rose and fell against mine, and her heart thumped quickly in her chest.I hooked. It was even worse than the shot in her clit, and as more fluid entered her g-spot, the more painful it became. By the time he syringe was empy, she was rocking back and forth, begging for Daniel to stop. He had no intention of doing such a thing. ?You'd better prepare yourself. This is the first of three.? Samantha's eyes widened with terror as she realised that the worst was still to come. He kept the machine running and replaced the syringe. There was an airlock so that the hole closed up.