What proceeded was a explosive clap. The sound confused me at first. Then the sensation of pain spread from my ass to my back. I had been struck. She ...lapped my ass... What with? I didn't know, but the pain was excruciating. I turn my head and my eyes caught nothing but a hand in the air. Poised and prepared for another strike."Turn the fuck around you little bitch". Again. I was in disbelief how much pain one hand could cause. Maybe it was the combination of fear and shock that made it seem. I slid in easily. Luckily there had been a long enough break, I wasn't on the verge of ejaculating again.I pumped a few times, then pulled out, and slid into my sister. I still can't believe that I am actually fucking my sister! I also realized that out of the three of them, my sister was the loosest, Dixie was the tightest, and Amber was the wildest.I could see that Amber and Geo were making out, as I continued to switch between the two. It didn't take long before I felt that familiar churning. Such thoughts could never be uttered, he knew. He should have been retired, quietly sent away.Monsignor Arturo Vitelli was a suspicious man. He took nothing at face value. He was a natural-born ferret, a wraith, a shadow who could and did peer into every keyhole, crack, disguise, facade, and story until he uncovered whatever hidden truth lay behind. As a child, he had learned that his parents cheated on each other. He had secretly observed his father going to assignations with a young widow in. Woh kabhi kabhi meri biwi ke bra ko le ker apne laude per rakh deta aur uske ander he muth maarna shuru ker deta….Pata toh chal jaata tha…..Ek din maine use bulaya aur pucha ki yeh bra per kya hai……Woh ghabra gaya aur bola pata nahin sahab, mein ise dho deta hun…….Usko chorho, yeh baao ki yeh kya hai…Sach bolna nahin toh maar parhegi……Sorry sahab, batata hun. Jab aap so jaate ho toh mein kabhi kahbi bra ko haath lagata hun aur kuch aur bhi karta hun….Kya karte ho tum, scah bolo koi baat.