The next morning when she got up he was already gone. Shewondered where he went but figured he went to work early. She leftfor work and wasn't at work...long before Reverend Sharpe called herand said it was very important that he talk to her as soon aspossible. She agreed to meet him for lunch. At lunch Reverend Sharpe told her Henry had stopped by and showedhim what she had done to him. He told her he couldn't believe shecould be that mean to him. Then he told her Henry told him he wasleaving. Fir kuch der baad men usakee saadee ko utaarane lagaa aur usake baad mainne usakaa peticot upar uthakar usakee goree chikanee jaangh par apanaa ek haath ghumayaa apane usee haath ko aage le jaakar usakee penṭee ke oopar se hee mai usakee choot par haath se sahalaane lagaa.Ab jyada josh mai aane kee vajah se usake muh se aahh ahhh ufff uff aahh ki aawaze aane lagee thee aur ab mainne binaa der kie usakaa peticote bhee utaar diyaa jisakee vajah se ab vo mere saamane sirf panty aur braa men hee. One day we started chatting about fantasies. Steve's fantasies consisted of role play and wearing masks and stuff. Mine are different; mine are bring handcuffed, dominated, humiliated, being called names (like: sissy, slut, whore, bitch, slave, his property, ect) and being smacked on the ass while I'm getting fucked from behind. So we agreed to help fulfill eachother said fantasies. We arranged to meet a few days after that so we can start fulfilling those. At aprox 9pm Steve drove down and. .. slowly .... exerting a little more pressure on your cunt with each pass ... until finally easing the plug into your wet vagina. I twisted and turned the plug as I slowly pistoned it in and out of you, and after very few strokes the plug's surface glistened with cunt juices. I ever so slowly withdrew the plug, brushing its tip down across your perineum before tracing tight circles around your puckered ass hole.My other hand rubbed your cunt, fingers dipping into your well of wetness and.