Her hands, face, hair and clothes were completely covered in the fucking stuff! She looked like she'd been fucking swimming in cum! She left the room ...uickly without saying a word.The next day I was horny again. The nurse asked me if there was any celebrity I wanted and I said I want Jilnar again. She said she's call the hotel and see if she left yet. Success! She found out that she managed to catch her just as she was about to go o the airport.Within an hour the gorgeous Arabic slut was back. Then his fingers were eased up and into my slit I cannot tell you the feeling these were giving me. It was as though these two digits were pleasure givers.And his tongue went faster and faster. My hips were out of control. Fucking his face and yet at the same time I hated him because he was making me feel like a whore.I felt him stand and then his cock was rubbed up and down my slit. I wanted to shout “Fuck me, FUCK ME RIGHT NOW YOU BASTARD!”I was too scared till he eased his thick cock head. A bunch of people eating and drinking, talking too loud, trying to impress each other. Looking over the crowd his eyes were suddenly drawn to the voluptuous redhead sitting a few seats down the bar. He thought she looked familiar, but couldn't place her. Picking up his drink he moved down the bar to see who it was. As Charlie slid onto a stool next to her Donna was starting to wonder what she was doing here. It had been years since she'd been to a bar, and if she wasn't dedicated to trying. ..............................................As we adjust our pants, Fr. Joe takes the portable cd player and thenwe head downstairs to the old chapel, which has been out of use for manyyears. Stripped of statues, the old chapel is still basically intact. I sitin an old creaking pew as Fr. Joe lights a number of candles. A few of theold overhead lights are on, but many bulbs are burned out, so the light issomewhat dim. Fr. Joe positions a footstool by the old altar. As my cockpounds again in.