>“Oh my f-f-ucking christ,” Alex groaned. “Dat’s rite,” Mehmet mumbled, watching his huge Turkish dick parting those sweet European cheeks. “Open up fo’ Daddy, bitch.” The pressure, the burning, stretching, tearing pressure built as Mehmet's cock edged forward. He was only a third of the way in, and already he’d hit clenching resistance from Alex. “Open dat ass up,” a Turk growled. “I-I can’t, s-s-s-sultans,” Alex cried. “Open da fuck up, infidel!” Mehmet screamed. “Or I’ll brand yo’ infidel ass!” Alex fought to control his breathing. His hands clung to the grass on the forest floor, and he tried to calm himself. Mehmet's enormous dick felt like a freight train running right through him, barreling through his insides, but he overcame the urge to fight it. Instead of clenching down on it, he accepted the violation. He let it in. He let his ass accept the glistening Turkish dick. “Dat’s good,” Mehmet groaned. He kept his tough exterior, but he was obviously in love with Alex’s sweet little boipussy. It felt amazing gripping his giant Turkish python. “Dat shit feel real fuckin’ good. Fuck yeah.” Mehmet thrust further inside Alex. And further still. Finally Alex’s ass clenched again, with Mehmet's cock only halfway inside him. “Muhfuckin’ faggot!” Mehmet yelled, frustrated. “We dun’ tried dis da easy way, we gon’ have ta do dis da hard way, bitch. Open da FUCK up!” Mehmet buried the hot insta-brand into the soft christian flesh of Alex’s right ass cheek. As the brand seared into his flesh, Mehmet thrust his huge Turkish dick all the way in, balls deep, as Alex’s body reflexively bucked and struggled against the pressure and searing heat. “Ahhhhhhh!” Alex screamed, his wails echoing into the night. “Take it, faggot!” one guard said, shoving his cock into the christian's mouth. “Stop cryin’, bitch!” the other Turk said, slapping his heavy Turkish dick against Alex’s face, tears falling down atop its shaft.
