”The Satanist nuns joined hands around the red star on the floor and began to intone, “O Satan! Queen of our Hearts! Ruler of Hell! We entreat the..., come to us–”“I thought you’d never ask,” came a voice like velvet dripping in honey from the shadows, making the nuns jump.“Your Majesty!” exclaimed Tori, the first to recover. “How did you get here? We thought summoning you required an hour-long ritual!”“Any other day, it would,” Satan replied, stepping forward to reveal herself to her acolytes,. Itimii, Kahimi's twelve-year old nephew, heir and apprentice, stepped forward. He was carrying some sort of necklaces made of seaweed woven with jungle grasses into a narrow rope. Tiny bits of coral and colored wood were strung along the rope."These for you," Itimii said in English. "You wear for pihali-aliahuu." He held the necklaces out for the two men to take.George and Leo looked at the natives. Four of the younger men were wearing similar necklaces. One was the same as the two being. Even her nipples were very soft and pink.After around 15 minutes she got a little comfy and started cooperating. I then started to strip her. When I opened her bra she was very shy and covered her eyes with both her hands and then covered herself with the blanket. She had a beautiful bodyscape. Her tummy had fats but just enough the way I like. I started to kiss her entire body and playing with her tits. She now started responding and was holding my head tightly against her body. I then suckled. Fir muje miss call dena mem aaungaMem : mem akeli kiseHusband : ye oman hai rath bara baje fi ladkiya gumthi kuch nahi higaMem : ok ok jake aajaiWo udke chalegaye.Mem samundar ka kinare me jake sardar ke nasthik khadi hogayi.Hum ko chodke sab omani lok dhe.Sardar meri nasthi aagaya fir puchaSardar : keral ki hoMem : yesSardar : husband kaha gayeMem : coffee shopHawa se meri churidar ki top udne lagi thab leggin pahni meri gand usko spasht dikhrahe dhe.Uska nazar udhari dhaSardar : pani me.