Her eyes brimming with tears, Denise nodded her head. She hoped that this elementary communication would be understood. She realized that it had when the Turk unzipped his pants and pulled his already firm manhood free. The Turk spread his knees wide and pulled Denise between them.
“I’m going to take off the tape. If you make a single sound I will hurt you. Understand?”
Denise nodded frantically. She understood now what the Turk meant when he said he would hurt her.
Turk ripped the tape from Denise’s mouth in one sudden, rapid pull. Denise’s suppressed a cry of pain as the tape removed a thin layer of skin from her lips and from around her mouth. She looked up forlornly at the engorged c**k before her face. She had never indulged anyone with this pleasure. She had been asked by her teen
