Laying on top of her body as she wrapped her legs around mine, pushed her tongue into my mouth and me pushing my tongue into hers. I begin fucking her...pussy hard ,slamming it as she was making sounds through our kissing as if she was being hurt in like an agonizing cry. But her legs wrapped around me tighter and I could feel the muscles her pussy squeeze my shaft while she with both hands on my ass now was seemingly pulling me inside of her. Fucking her pussy hard, harder than I think I ever. He enjoyed the sight of her half-naked body, his hands boldly running over her breasts while she stood before him, her hands slowly masturbating his hard cock. "God has given you so many talents, Sally. Your hands do such a wonderful job on my sword. Now, move over to the cross, Sally. I have such a treat for you today," pushing her until she was facing the cross.Feeling Father John behind her, his hands on her naked waist, his penis thrust up against her. She cringed when she heard his voice. Opening my right eye, I looked at her in the reflection of the mirror, and saw that she was gazing expectantly the back of my head, and was keen to hear my answer.“Hmm ... the girl I liked the most from the staff here ... her name is Seema.”“Oh Jignesh bhai...” she said with a spontaneous laugh, her face breaking into a smile of pleasure at my flattery. “Tell me, Jignesh bhai ... Which one did you like the most?” she persisted, pouting those thick luscious lips of her in mock consternation.“Hmm. Half the mess here is just washing waiting to go, but the machine takes ages to drain now and until Mark gets back I can't afford to get anyone to look at it." No problem," I said. "No promises, but I'll see what I can do. Might be the pump though and they're expensive."Lisa's face fell at that comment."Don't go borrowing trouble," I said with a smile. "Might be something simple."With a bit of effort I pulled the machine from out of its niche in the kitchen and listened carefully as the pump.