" And you're seriously considering this?" Jess tried talking her friend out of this but it seems futile. Ana is determined to get laid tonight. "If yo...'re serious about it, just be safe, okay?" I'm way ahead of you." Ana quickly shuffled through her purse to show Jess the goodies. "I got a bunch of condoms. Lisa said they did it seven times that night. I'm hoping to break her record. Hurry, let's go. I'm sure Jake is looking for me now."Without another hesitation, Jess allowed Ana to walk her. The rap music was louder than we first anticipated and at least thirty persons were there inside the main room.Mostly was interracial; white women who were scantily clad with black men who were sporting tiny string underwear that showed off rather generous packages. They were dancing together seemingly at ease while the white husbands sat in the background watching. A handsome black man wearing sweat pants with no shirt approached us. I looked down fascinated; noticing that this guy had to be. After the last monk eventually shuffled out, I rose from my pew and approached the altar which was flanked by single rows of tall choir stalls. Incense still hung in the air, though I detected a subtle ‘undercurrent’ of a fragrance by Elie Saab. I took a seat and studied the huge tapestry altar cloth. Its vertical gilded threads seemed to become iridescent as the flame in the chancel lamp flared up brightly. Seated in a choir stall directly opposite me was a smiling Carlotta. Her long flame red. I thought she might like it. But she was really loving it. I stuck one finger in her asshole. She closed her eyes. I then inched my cock into her tight hole. She screamed as I got an inch inside her. Her ass relaxed as I inched more inside her. I got almost all the way in before she pushed my cock back out. I slapped her ass as she grabbed her big ass cheeks. She held her self open as I fucked harder."Yes! Yes! Fuck my ass trucker boy. Fuck me bitch! MMmmmm I love it. Faster! Faster! Faster!.