She saw flashes of a second fucking by her husband on the altar, another mind shattering orgasm, another round of orgy fucking by the congregation.The... memories of the two altar girls untying her, helping down from the altar, gently washing her body and helping her get into bed. She remembered an early morning fucking from her husband and a comment that he would not have to do without is morning fucks anymore. She remembered a gentle orgasm and falling into a deep sleep. She struggled to sit on. (haaaas it was big relive), then she asked me do you really like me or you just said it because i know you are drunk to. I told her I was drunk that’s why I got courage and I told you the truth and after drink usually people don’t lie she said Chal ab filmiy diglous bandh kar and laugh. she came near me hold my hand give me kiss on cheek, I grab her whole body against mine said .I love you aunty and give her kiss on her lips our both lips was explore each other mouth, and I was moving my hand. Sometimes slow and sometimes fast, he fucked my face like it was my pussy and I had to lay there and take it. With my hands cuffed behind me and his strong hand holding my head against the bed, I wasn't going anywhere. Then I felt his other hand.His hand slid from my head down the warm skin of my back and stopped to grab the flesh of my ass. Smack as his hand was brought down across my ass cheek again, spanking me for what, I don't know this time."Suck it. Suck my cock down your throat." Smack. I had the house to myself so i stripped completely naked and turned the volume not only on but up!I had another racist (i guess you could call it) moment while watching this when the guy pushed the girl back and she spread her legs for him i became quite shocked again “he’s not wearing a condom!” i thought. WTF? i had seen countless pornos where the guy didn’t wear a condom and it didn’t bother me i never even thought about it before. but now for some reason it was horrifying to me. “She might.