Only a small oil lamp was lit inside the hut with door opened up fully. I was scared. I was just a mere spectator for my pitty wife.They had thrown up...their lungis and rushed inside the hut. Their elongated hard shafts were visible. Two followers catch hold of arpita’s hands tightly and the priest had stretched her legs wide open before she could have resisted them, a long echo of the scream was heard that tore apart silence of darkness. The priest was humping her like a sex- maniac without any. ." But that isn't him," Miriam finished for her."Right. He's not -- mad any more. Or less so, anyway," Bernice agreed. "While he was, you guys were headed in the same direction..." What do I do?" I dunno," Bernice sighed. "It's busted. I'm sorry. But, like I said -- it isn't my fault."Unseen tears trickled down Miriam's cheeks. "Maybe it should be." What?" Can you do what he wants? Can you give him what he needs? You know you can't argue with him, right? You have to listen, at least, before you. Her voice was soft and the way she spoke was calm and collected, although occasionally a sliver of hopelessness and desperation could be heard in her voice as she described her condition. Ms. Dean believed that my help was a necessity at that point, as she claimed to feel completely lost in her current position.Ms. Dean asked me if it was feasible for me to make an appointment with her in Trumond. She exclaimed that there was no reliable way to reach me in Inassey, as she had no driver's. “And I also have one more request from the 3 of you”, I said.“What, beti”, asked Suresh dad.“Aaaaaahhhhh.. Suresh dad.. Fuck me harder.. Please”, exclaimed Nisha.“I want all 3 of you to get me pregnant. I want kids from all 3 of you”, I revealed.Suresh dad, who was fucking Nisha hard, suddenly stopped.“Suresh dad, why did you stop”, Nisha yelled. “Fuck me.. and fuck me hard, Betichod.”“Aastha beti. You want us to do that?”, said Mukesh dad with tears of joy in his eyes.“Yes, Mukesh dad. I want.