I begin to go back and forth, in and out of her ass, it feels so good I feel like I want to burst after every thrust. "deeper.. DEEPER" she exclaims, ...ll I can do is comply with what she demands. I push harder and begin to go deeper into her asshole until I can feel my balls against her legs and pussy, she lets out a big scream and shouts "YES!". I begin to fuck her harder and harder, my balls hitting her pussy on every thrust, my cock sliding back and forth in her ass. She reaches down and. She fit right in with all the nerdy looking guys in the class.My good feeling about the class evaporated as soon as the lecture started. The professor, a middle-age man with a neatly trimmed goatee, had a nasal, monotone voice that was only slightly less annoying than fingernails scraping on a chalkboard. So while the material appeared to be interesting, sitting in class was going to be just short of torture. That did not bode well for a class that was pure theory. When the class ended, I, and. It jiggled like jello, and it was so soft. "See, people think it's fake. They think I got some kind of butt injections." Priscilla placed her hand on top mine, helping me fondle her donkey of an ass, which if I did not know any better, was growing right there in front of us. "But no, this is all real." I couldn't help myself and gave her huge ass a slight smack, causing it to shake like crazy. It was amazing how it took about 5 seconds before that monster of ass meat jiggled into place. Holy. From what I have learned from modern Rezendrians the ceremonies are conducted in candle lit outdoor temple gardens that are gated in by large white silk sheets that hang from stone pillars. The Rezendrians sit in silence for ten minutes and listen to the wind, smell the smells of the earth and simply appreciate the beauty around them. The people will then hum meeting the tones of the wind as a way to unify with the earth. Rezendrian RevivalThe Rezendrian practice has always been a private one..