The True Love and Boy Co

"I will win the Berlin film festival award with my sponsorship from Russia." 

I made my words clear in the team meeting Laura Turner brushing her pencil across cherry lipstick with yesterday's botox injection. The botox orgy stage only for girls tested the softness.

The pencil was between her spandex bottom line and it was made for the hot summer day.

The Agency manager knew it was an occasion looking straight to a victory in the Thai teacher's eyes. 

I was observing the events unfold before my eyes, learning the office tools about the Republic of Lithuania and their Sicht nickname, dirty tricks and state secrets of sexual government manipulation powers. 

The impossible fight was on. 

I smiled. The nation of smiles gave me a birth but lucky I was a boy my mother and father generously cut my genitals. I would be a businesswoman. 

My eyes are shining like a demon craving for sinister sex. 

The legs and hips burst to the sides from hot yoga training in the Love Motel Convention the world leaders attended and made clear they wanted me. 

Our abandoned barn made use to fit old squeaking hospital beds between the curtains of love.

"I visited my favourite patients who donated well. I made them leak the contracts in our evil deeds." I loved them all.

But I was missing my Ban Toya. The Latvian stud and Georgia Bull was out of the picture with his Spanish nurse. 

I forgot her name. The thoughts of them making love made me look for Ban Toya and hire Bradley Mat.

Our true man of Congo to be our Love Motel Hotelier business concierge and my husband. 

The Oxford Inn cannabis Greenhouse and the all inclusive bedrooms was not enough for me.

The King of England; His Majesty Andrew Sex awarded me this land to be a landlady and Lady Pan Varske.

I am royalty. Thank you Thailand Kingdom! 

Our Ren Wildflower and Nina Kalashnikov, the second generation English Irish and a lost teacher from the Philippines was the best white truck film edition servicing plumbers in the gear seat. 

They asked for a lift and both sat with office skirt legs open brushing their nails on the stockings asking for a plumber to stop.

The tall plumber Jack with a shaved head made an emergency stop to pull his tool out, letting the office ladies tear their stockings.

He was looking at how they massage their loose purple velvet shirts with loose breasts and no bra. 

It was the symbol of English feminism. 

I made it clear they must have sex with him in our management strategic planning. The cameras were ready in only emergency road stops.

The golden Salisbury Hills was the view with the truck swinging side to sides. 

Our beasts were fighting. The war was on.

The war hero and a pig at war was a great wedding slaughter to serve a sex tape on the table. 

It was our first choice Berlin film nominee. 

"Jack, would you help me loosen my shirt when our Philippines friend helps me. It is so hot." 

But first I have to tell you how it was in our convention. 

How you heard it was love making how it was never seen! 

It was like serving a whole Sakon Nakhon football team before I was able to access Japanese locker rooms! 

I do remember what goals Japan scored. I screamed back, bent my black dress and lifted up cheering Japanese. "Sakon Nakhon narak." My lips grinded cute Sakon Nakhon town. 

The fear of their football sock in my mouth of love. Their main scoring star. 

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The room he led me into was spacious with great lighting. I trailed my hands along the walls enjoying the smooth surface. Far off at the corner was a Chesterfield sofa; it looked out of place. 

It was England and not Thailand. 

"I have sex with you here." 

I just ended with my favourite patient. 

He started to give commands in my farm barn blind tent to hear others enjoying our convention. The party and our convention was only getting started in the farm barn.

I could only guess that someone was sharing the room with him. He pulls me suddenly, making me ram my head into his chest. I felt his hardness against me, and then he took my mouth.

I never experienced Chinese in Thailand Kingdom.

I was Pan Narak and it was my convention of love motel hotelier chain the "The Sin Sod Motel" I loved. It was at least my name.

He poured everything into the kiss; his desire and wild nature seeped through. I matched his urgency, taking in as much as he offered. He guides me towards the bed and flips me over. 

My ass was directly in front of him, and he lightly slapped it. I pull away from his hold and push him to the bed with my index finger. Deciding to spice things up with a show, I peeled the thong off my body while he watched me. 

"I am venue Madam here in Oxfordshire." I hum a tune and decide to give him a private show. I was swaying my body to the rhythm I had created. 

It was behind blind our Vivi Ra like a snake holding on spreading its venom, our Vivi Ra with Dr Bio Bider. The United States of America delegates team one was pleased. The president of the United States of America.

My Diana Litouwen was lifting up with her jaw team delegate Donald Fantasy. The 45th president of the United States of America. He was a little older and it needed more attention. The poor businessman was tired.

We needed our sponsors. The Toto Love Motel Inn had to flourish and we were willing to accommodate them. It was a business of wild flowers. Thank you Agne Angelholm for lobbying for our success.

"Ahhhh." It was silent. I moaned in synchronised movements as we moved. The silk view through curtains in a light light waved the love waves.

I took my time with the only piece of clothing I had on. 

He was getting harder, and the bulge on his pants was visible. I continue with my movements and finally toss the thong aside.

"You take me." He whispers in a rusty Mandarin accent. 

I smile because I know he is finally putty in my hands. It was exactly where I wanted him to be.

My memories made me return to the very moment and if you would like it free you let others know.

I'm dragged towards him and he turns me over once again. He arches my hip higher to gain better entrance. I hear him unbuckle his belt and drop his pants.

The joy of sex we continued to your joy.

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I trail the surface with my teeth, and I can feel him shake from the impact. 

He knew I was teasing him, and I could tell he was getting frustrated by my actions. I didn't care; I planned to enjoy myself as much as they would. 

He pulls my sleek ponytail back and kisses me. His hands caressed the mounds of my chest, and then I felt something wet in my abdomen. Slow kisses trailed along the lines of my thigh right up to the folds of my flesh. 

He gently sucks on it, making me gasp; I moan into the kiss. I was starting to find it hard to keep up.

"A special military operation," he murmurs into my ears. I knew I had heard these words not too long ago. 

Still, I couldn't figure it out at that moment. The other brother sucked me hard, and I could feel my juice seeping from my core. I wanted to scream his name, but my mind was blank. I've always known them as the Marciuzawa brothers. In frustration, I held tightly to the one kissing me. My fingers leave trails along his back. I knew it would leave scars later, but I didn't care.

For the umpteenth time, I felt penetration underneath. I gasped and then I finally did get where the phrase came from. It was a statement made by Carr Landsbergis, I had missed his gestures. There was still a struggle for power even within sheets. I found it amusing and decided to take the reins at this point. 

I sat upright and humped against the erect penis. Leaving the other brother to deal with his arousal. I licked my lips, still staring at him while I rod quickly on the one underneath him. 

He begins to rub along his length to match my rhythm. I watched his bulging veins surface while he went up and down. Precum seeped from their head, and he continued regardless. 

I crawl to him and lick off the transparent liquid. It was warm and tasted a bit salty, I swallowed keeping my eyes heavy on him.

"It's time to expand NATO!" He yells to himself dragging me over his shoulder. He placed me directly over the wall and pushed my leg apart. I felt him guard his penis and then he entered. He was a lot bigger than his brother. I had to spread my legs again to take in his length. He started slowly but later increased his tempo. 

It was a rehearsal and masked sex to see a Russian Federation sponsored convention for me to rule the world. I was in love. 

I only missed my Ban Toya. The Latvian stud who kept me happy. I was sorry I set him up for cocaine and cheated behind his back with Georgia stud but I was happy now I was a legit businesswoman and Madam of a popular Hotel. 

The memories of my happy and sad life from Sakon Nakhon shall continue for you.