She threw her right knee over my left knee, as there was no space for her to widen legs as her hubby had ordered. I was staring at her naked pussy.I r...sted my left hand on her right thigh. I had to admit to myself that I was beginning to enjoy this. I had already a throbbing hard-on in my shorts as I unabashedly stared at her naked pussy. “OK, Rohini,” said Raman. “Now let’s see your breasts, come on show them.”Rohini whimpered again. My cock jumped again in anticipation of seeing her breasts. No characters were consciously modelled after any actual people, or publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. Nonetheless, anything which may be construed as such are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.Part 1a: The Sorceress and the Hound "I'm so tired of this immortal bitch. Church people came and went, according to what free time they had. The ‘guests’, however, with one or two exceptions, were regulars, and each tended to gravitate to the same people. My first meeting was when I approached Robert; quiet, softly spoken, and an alcoholic. Robert had been in and out of detox programs, had twice been set up in a small flat, and was currently homeless and living rough. I heard his story; sad, but unfortunately commonplace: divorce, depression, loss of job, alcohol to. The three vans made the turn so fast I thought they were going to roll over. I could hear the engines screaming as they picked up speed. The front van must have had several people in it. At least two guns came out the passenger window and started firing.The vans moved to the centerline and slammed into the parked security cars spinning them out of the way. All of us had moved away from the cars and onto the edge of the drainage ditch that ran along the road just in time. The vans were jammed.