I found it very strange. But I did not want to stage a protest as I believed the priest like all other innocent villagers here.“Good. Very good my c...ild. Your sins would be forgiven and you would have a seat in heaven just because of the glory of the thing you are about to do,” the priest said.“Now come to the out house behind the church. I would come.. err sorry I would send Andrews there in a couple of minutes,” the vicar said.Mom walked towards the outhouse in the candle light. I found it. She put music player on. in which romantic songs are playing. after that she asked me to come to the bed) neenu bed meedha padukunnanu thana na midha padukoni oka lip kiss echindhe aa vantane pakaku garigha na saree ne vipindhi na body medha eppudi petticoat mathrama unnadho sumathi thana right hand tho na langanu paeki maligha laputhundhi. lepputhu lepputhu dhani na love spot dhagara appindhi. nakku seghu(shy) vasi koncham kindhiki garipani thanu vantana champamidhi okati lagi echindhi (not. Author’s note: You can skip the upcoming part if torture is a squick for you. I’ll tell you when the regular narrative returns.“Good morning, Mr. Harrison. I know that you do not know me, so I need to introduce myself. I am Bart McSwain. Perhaps you have heard of me. I am a bounty hunter and general shootist for hire. Mr. John Chambers hired me to capture and eliminate you. His instructions were that I should cause you as much pain as possible while I was doing that, and I always strive to give. Then I began massaging her calf muscles. Her leg was nice and soft and her knee was touching my erect dick. I knew she must have felt my dick but now I was very confident.I then took her right leg and began massaging her calf muscles. Then I massaged her foot and traced my fingers over the base of her foot. She got tickled by this and pulled her leg away. I then split her legs a bit and sat between her thighs and began running my hands over her back and then her butt.I reached her butt crack.