Have you been watching the teen games?” “I have.” “Chin-sun is one of the North Korean cheerleaders that have been all over the news. She escaped two nights ago before being caught by her handler,” Scott explained. “I saw him beating her in an alley and rushed in to save her. That was when she told me who she was and what she was trying to do.” Myung-dae furrowed his brow at this. “I thought the North and South had signed an agreement to disallow any defectors during the Olympics?” “They did,” Scott sighed. “That’s why a government official arrived to stop Chin-sun’s defection and deliver her back to her countrymen. But to me, that is unacceptable. I made her a promise that I would help her gain her freedom, so I went after her the moment the Closing Ceremony had finished. Caught up to her handler’s car a couple of miles west of here and rescued her from them. That brought us here.” “I see… and sloppy blowjob what amateur do you hope to gain from helping this girl?” “Nothing,” Scott replied. Myung-dae laughed at this. “You cannot fool me, Tom! Nobody does something like this for nothing ! Besides, I know how you American men feel about the exotic beauties here in the Far East.” “It’s the truth. I’m helping her because it’s the right thing to do. And as to your other observation, my attraction to Chin-sun has no impact on my actions.” “So, you admit your attraction to her?” “I do, but I am perfectly capable of acting russian contrary to those baser instincts,” Scott insisted. “Hmm… very well. If you are truly helping her because it is the right thing to do, you will have no issue with the sleeping arrangements. She will take the guest room and you will sleep on the floor in my room. I am a light sleeper, so do not think of Hardcore trying to sneak out to visit her. Agreed?” Scott grinned at how protective Myung-dae was of his guest. “That will be fine.” Amy gave in and asked what we have. I know she is just seconds away from hitting another peak. There was always tomorrow. There have been many Hardcore throughout history that worshiped Dionysus, or as they call him in Albania, Djall. "Maybe we should do a threesome," I joked. His dislike of this was obvious. As he focussed he saw that the speaker was a slender, toned woman in her thirties, wearing hiking shorts and a chequered shirt. That sounds like a good idea, Candy thought, I'll use alcohol instead of sex tonight. Anyway, when I got done, I got up and and felt a string of goo coming from my kitty, so I looked down and could see this yummy russian thick thick string of my girl goo coming teen out of my panties and sloppy blowjob stringing to the floor and all over the insides of my legs. “I’m really sorry, Gowri, please forgive me,” I amateur replied, looking at her face only.