I then started to get horny. My fingers snaked inside my panties, and I started to feel my wetness spread. My other hand was dialing the number on the...phone.I heard the voice answer; just a simple, hello.“H-Hi, it’s me, the woman with the black dress,” I said with a little apprehension and uncertainty. I waited, with baited breath for his reply.We had a tiny discussion before he replied telling me his conditions and where we should meet.“Please, please don’t send it to work, I don’t want to. I said ‘good night’ and promptly went to bed. My wife said she would follow soon but that she had to see few things in the house. Kannan said he had to go and I should get a good night sleep but they kept sitting as I left. I went to bed but kept my ears open!They kept on talking but after some time felt silent. They were probably kissing and he must have been running his hand all over her! Then he got up and told my wife that it was late and he should go. My wife went to see him off but they. But Becky is going to give one guy head while you are fucking her and the other is going to be fucking me while I am giving Marcus head. When I am done fucking the one guy, Becky will take him over and give him head and I am going to fuck the other guy. When we were at the mall, Becky said she would like to see it and said she would give them head if we wanted her to. So. Do you want to fuck her and see her give a couple of guys head while I am fucking them and sucking Marcus?” I looked over at. Any religion would collapse in seconds if it wasn’t for this feminine essence that it is bracing itself against. But no religion will ever acknowledge such a thing. How could they if they don’t even understand it. And I am about to enter this place of worship, this place of transformation this oracle of human potential. But realizing all this I can’t, and I drop to my knees in worship. I cover your gateway to heaven with kisses. I bring my hands together in prayer that I might be worthy to.