“Your soul for the church!” said Simone. “Your soul for the church” she repeated, looking up at the congregation. They joined the chant, their...enthusiasm increasing as more and more people took up the rhythm.Simone climbed onto the lower bale of straw, her magnificent body, her firm breasts, her moist pussy all within view as the two older women took hold of the priests stiff cock and guided it once more towards Lauren’s vagina.Lauren saw a gold bucket, it’s handles twinkling in the light,. Paula was concerned that it looked a bit like ****.Just then Steff, who had designed the Cuntal Butterflies, arrived back from London. She had been recruiting a new girl to deliver and fit her latest model to a well-known actress. The girl had to be attractive, ride a motorcycle and look good in and out of leathers. Only three lesbians applied, and Steff was able to reject two of them with a quick kiss and grope. Steff showed the last candidate, Jasmine how to measure up a client at the initial. We were living in slum area where every body lives according to his or her will as in slums people don’t have toilet in there home only they have bathroom for bathing and washing clothes etc. but for toilet that is for going to potty people have To go to open place but our family does not go out for potty but instead we do potty in a paper in bathroom and throw it in dustbin out side. Ok now the story starts as I was small I used to be used by my sisters and mother but I don’t now that I am. To mera name ashish hai mere age 21 hai me ek college studant hu mere maa ka name jaya hai unake age 39 hai wo ek housewife hai unake fig 38 36c 40 hai wo chalate hai dekhane walo ka lund tit ho jata hai wo ek marathi woman hai saree pahante hai hamare cast hindu agari hai me navi mumbai ka rahane wala hu ek maa ka bete ka pyar to apko pata he hai jo duniya me kisi ke pyar ke barabar nahe use tarah maa ko chodane me jo maza he wo kisi or ko chodane me nahe hai. Ye kuch 3 mouth pahile ke bat hai.