Vietnam: A Journey Through Time And Culture

It was hard to concentrate. He heard nothing and tried to look through the window. Suddenly his mommy was in the crib too. It almost seemed to numb his mouth and tongue. He was starting to feel the effects of the powder again though, his head was becoming numb and somewhat sleepy and the girl fucking him also appeared to be dreamy and drowsy, yet she didn’t stop fucking him. Why does he get to lick it?’ A whining voice came from the girl still riding his cock. ‘Is that you’re a daughter?’ He asked. His wet skin cold in the open air. He climbed up the two little steps and rang the doorbell. ‘Be a good girl and introduce yourself.’ She said. He blinked once more and grabbed the ballpoint the lady provided. ‘I’ve rewritten some paragraphs and added a few clauses, it’s all pretty self-explanatory.