“Okay seriously this is hurting my back, can I just walk?”“We don’t want you running off.”“Look at me, I’m in rollerblades in deep grass... do you honestly think I’m gonna get far?” They briefly glanced at each other and nodded, my legs fell to the ground and I slowly got up. I thanked them and walked between the two guys who had at least a foot on me. We walked up to the porch and I almost tripped on the stairs. They held me steady and walked me inside. The house had a distinct odor that. Hello doctor. Hi Kavita, how are you? I am fine doctor. This is my nephew Sahir. Hi Sahir! Nice to meet you…Hello doctor! Nice to meet you too my mami and the doctor exchanged some expressions through their eyes and then my mami said Sahir, i am waiting outside. Doctor Bhardwaj wants to talk to you. She won’t take much time ok. Ok i said still not knowing what was going on. Mami left and closed the door. So Sahir, you want to know right why are you here yes doctor absolutely ok i will. I said no I never thought of about her. “Tum to meri choot ke diwane ho Faiza ki taraf kaise dekhte”, she kissed me on my lips and pinched my cheek so hard that I hissed with pain “sssssssssss aaaaahhhh”, she laughed and said “kiyun gand phat gayee kiya” and I blushed but didn’t say anything.She was in naughty mood she said again in same tone “waise Kamal ka lund hai tera choot ke ander jata hai to aasmanon ki sair kara deta hai aik dafa”. She was quiet for few seconds just rubbing my dick on. They had heard what happened in there,but thought it was exaggerated; "Do they really slap bottoms?",Sharon asked,not expecting an answer,she already had heard what happened to those who entered the Monastery to repent."They do," Paul answered anyway.It was a cold November afternoon when Paul and Sharon walked slowly up the long pathway to the Monastery door.When they reached the door a sign on the door read; 'PENITENTS MUST USE THE SIDE DOOR'. Paul and Sharon exchanged looks,but went around.
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