I feel like this is what would happen if one of those old Abbott & Costello movies went porno. In one of the craziest scenes we've ever filmed, the great Sara Jay--porn slut extraordinaire, blow job queen, white girl with the finest ass you've ever seen--shows up at the ashram of Swami Boobananda. Don't ask. This one was Elliot's creation.
"Oh, Swami Boobananda, I need your help," Sara says. "Please give me your special treatment. I'll pay anything you demand."
"My child, you need help," the Swami answers. "I can treat you. I will absorb your negative energy through my palms. Are you ready? The price is $500. No refunds."
Sara is overjoyed to learn of his powers. "Yes, Swami, I'm ready. I can pay. Please help me."
Of course, the horny Swami feels up Sara's tits, ass and legs. And, funny thing, it works!
"Oh Swami, I feel the rays of health coming from your hands," Sara says.
I think she's just horny. But then again, Sarah is always horny. The Swami catches on to this.
"Now my child you must bend over and worship my man bag to complete your treatment," he says.
"Worship my man bag"? What kind of phony is this guy?
The right kind.
For Sara Jay, the right kind is a Swami with a hard-on.
"Anything you say, Swami," says Sara, who goes down and swallows his knob.
By the way, you don't have to be a swami to get into Sara's panties.
