"Make every moment count Abdul Hadi, make every Holy moment count..."The morning daybreak was beautiful, the sun rising just ten minutes before. As I ...assed though one of the arboretums, I looked up and admired the first rays of the golden sunlight illuminating the tops of the tall straight trucks of the monkey-puzzle trees. All around me by my feet were pretty austral bellflowers, hardy hybrids blooming profusely in the damp weather of early spring. I breathed in deeply to savor the earthy. ..bring it closer to auntie". I leaned in until my cock was just a few inches from her mouth and she licked the cock head a couple times around the rim and across my slit. "Oh yes Sharmila, suck your sister’s sons dick, you are so nasty, oh yes, I love it, take your boy’s cock all the way into your mouth" Aunty did as Rajesh directed and soon was giving me an incredible blowjob while Rajesh continued to pound her pussy. Aunty was loving this too, her fantasy was coming true, she had two cocks. I felt so comfortable, and relaxed. I looked down at him looking at my hole. He said, “Daddy likes the way your pussy looks.” He put his nose in it, and said” I love the way it smells too. Intoxicating. Daddy’s gonna make love to your pussy with his tongue”. He started lick me gently, and took me on what seemed to be a roller coaster ride. I felt so happy, free, and everything seemed, as it should be. I moaned, and screamed in ecstasy, as he tongue fucked me till my pussy hole felt like. He was confined to a private room. News reporters, staking out the lower floor which was as close as they were allowed to approach, were quick to note that several of the city's most prominent psychologists and psychiatrists were coming and going from the Bishop's floor. Their insistent questioning was met with denials and refusals to comment. But they suspected something more than 'fainting from stress and heat' had happened. They had little need to speculate. Film footage and photographs of.