Inside Angela found old candles and books and more pictures. The pictures she found were of her Grammy again but these showed her naked. She had been ...tunning and Angela found herself slightly embarrassed by the photos. Around her Grammy were men in black robes and the pictures showed her Grammy dancing naked around them. There was one last picture of her Grammy laying on an alter with a man fucking her and another getting sucked by her and several other men jerking off around her. Angela came. She squirts some lube on her fingers and slaps the cold liquid covered digits onto my quivering ring. She pushes the lube around my ring then squeezes a couple of fingers into me easily now with all the lube. She lifts my legs which in turn pushes me deeper into my girl. But now she has access to me. She scoots herself in and with another squirt of lube on the cock she pushes against my arse.I relax for her and slowly and nicely she enters me, with a beginners clumsiness she pushes in gets. You love better cock, bigger cock its ok Alex i want i friend like you ''''ahhhhhhhh my godddd ''''here kiss my tits , good white boy''''yes kiss my tits and gime your cute ass''''yes like that lick my tits''she had me spread , legs up pounding deep in me , her nice teen big tits in my face as i take her cock''yes get used to it get used to my cock Alex, mmmmmm you are a good boy i know you are ''''gonna take my cock all the time we study together, i dream of having a good white boy to fuck. Heshouted that he married me because he loved me and now I was acting like Ihad been forcibily married. I felt nothing. He soon stared kissing me. Itfelt so gay to me. Kissing a man. I was still a man inside. I hated histongue inside me. I tried to get away but he forced me. He was too strongto resist. I tried holding my saree but he ripped it apart. I was just inblouse and petticoat now. He unhooked the blouse and started pressing myboobs. I was devastated, I could not believe my luck. How.