Is tarah wo 3 baar faarig ho chuki thi or main sirf 1 baar. Par abki baar mera nikalne ka naam hi nahi le raha tha. Main lag raha to ISHA boli ki bhai...a ab bus bhi kijiye mujhe pain hone laga hai. To kyonki ye mera pehla time tha to main juldi se juldi se juldi farig ho jana chahta tha to maine apni speed badha di. Par fir bhi 15-20minutes ho jaane ke baad bhi jub mera nahi nikla to ISHA ko bhi or mujhe bhi kaafi jalan bhi or dard bhi hone lag gaya kyonki hamare dono ke GUPTANG buri tarah chil. In this way I can loveyou, but no more, for I am a priest." Yes, Charlie," she wheezed, fidgeting and shaking like awarthog in heat. She could hear the voices of the womenoutside, lining up to enter the Chapel. She could hear thevoices of the bishops. "You're right. You must do it. Ideserve to be punished."She was squeezing her thighs and twisting her hips, almostclimbing the walls with discomfort. She knew it couldhappen, that I would strip her; that I would wait until allthe nuns and bishops. "Who shall I say called?" He grinned again. "I'm Mr. Simpson's son, Pete. He called me at camp and told me he had gotten married. He gave me this address and said I should drop around as soon as I could. Well, I've been on leave for the last couple of days, and I suppose Dad tried to phone me to tell me about the honeymoon but couldn't reach me." "Probably so," Kathy said, returning his smile. "But there's no reason for you to leave. Why don't you come in and we can get acquainted? I'm Kathy,. .pushed in further....paused....then I felt him against my ass..his balls resting on mine. I was totally full with his 8 inches firmly in my cunt. The entry was amazingly easy and I was now getting that wonderful feeling a guy gets in his ass when he is getting poked. I wanted to feel him. I wanted to have him sliding in and out of me.I told him..."Damn. That feels sooooo good"He responded by going in and out of me. He almost withdrew on each stroke, but kept his head in me and then he would.