In the center stood a large altar, a gleaming white wooden structure over six feet long and about three feet wide. She cringed when she saw the crosse..., one in each corner, pushed into a hole in the altar, securing it tightly. It was just like the desk. It was covered with a black velvet cloth, golden crosses sewn into the edges that hung down the front. The altar was not as tall as the one in the church; this one stood about three feet high. She cringed at the thought of being spread open on. She could feel their sweat mingling and she reached her hand up and pulled his face to hers. After the kiss she said, "My god Tommy that was incredible. I wish that I'd met you ten years ago. I think that we were made for each other." She smiled at him. "I think that I'm going to need to change the sheets; they're soaking wet."Still with his cock buried in her, and just after he'd filled her with a fresh load of sperm and brought her to two orgasms, he said, "Sarah I know who the father of. Like all whores you say you repent but you dont mean it. Im going to make you mean it Clara. You will be sorry. Clara thought about what he had to say. His anger scared her but it brought back the ache she had been feeling recently. The ache between her legs. She squirmed in her seat. What had gotten into her recently? You little slut. Look at you now, squirming in the pew. Does it feel good? Pressing your thighs together like that? Clara felt her body responding to his language. She was a good. Shabnam na asiya sai poocha is she alright? Woh booli haan dard hai lakin zayada nahi, Shabnam na light jalayee pillow aur chader pay thora blood tha aur thora mujh pay bhe laga hua tha aur asiya ki legs per bhe main utha aur bath main gaya aur asiya bhe meray peecha aa gaye aur us n mujha saaf keya pani aur soup sai aur phir khud nahanay lagee aur main baher aa gaya.Tab tak shabnam bed fresh ker chuki thi main na pani peya aur laat gaya, ab shabnum meray pass ayee aur meri tangon aur paat pay.