She was totally finished with her life in the church and had no intentions of ever returning to the fold. She had no reason to do so, at least not as ... member of the clergy. She would go to church and pretend to be religious for purposes of appearance and blend into the crowd of decent folks and not one of the wild bunch that worked outside the normal life of a western female.That Saturday night there was a dance down at the Valley Corral and she wanted to meet some suitable candidates for her. I responded by licking her clit so intensely that she was writhing uncontrollably and moaning that she was cumming. I told her I was cumming, too and gave her mouth a flood of thick cum just as the announcer told us it was time for the second half of the game. We sat up and smiled at each other, each wiping juices off our mouths. Keisha giggled and said she'd sure like to fuck after the game was over. Before I could tell her that was so fine with me , she hastily added that it would. "Ah, there you are" she laughed, "Ready then?"I grinned, unsure if she was serious still. I'd play along anyway "Er, yes" I replied, smiling."OK, then" she laughed "See you at the front door in a couple of minutes "We'll have our sandwiches there" and she disappeared up the corridor again. What a super arse she had!I felt very excited. I couldn't believe it. Was she having me on? Well, I'd have to see. I wandered down to the front door, my pulse racing. It was very hot outside. I loosened my. I expect my hubby should work on my pussy, spank on my ass, force me to give the dirty blow, pull my hair hard and fucked me in doggy, and drop the cum on my face.I was happy with his energy in the missionary position. His dick was going deep but he never talks dirty in sex. He doesn’t like to smell my pussy. I was frustrated with myself and decided to have sex with Madhan just for my memory. I wanted to feel hardcore sex with him once in my life.Even Madhan has a crush on me. He wanted to take.