Brother Wilfred stopped her."The screams you hear are the lost souls calling out to their false gods, when they stop screaming then our Gods are able ...o hear them, their screams are music, listen to the music and see our Gods hands moulding the souls.He dragged her through the catacombs, the pieces of bodies lying on the floor, the pieces that used to be men, she looked again, there were only men on this level, well... some could no longer be called men anymore.Brother Wilfred saw her. I watching his eyes go up and down my body surveying every inch. Nodding his head "you are truly beautiful," he told me. I bit my lip so hard I nearly drew blood. He put his hand between my legs and slowly stroked his way up my inner thigh to the dripping damp heat of my throbbing pussy. I felt his finger slide slowly into my super lubed vagina. My whole body was shaking with excited anticipation. He brought his hand out and put his finger in his mouth tasting my juices. I stifled a groan. Bhabhi or main ek dum nange ek doosre ki bahone mein theey ab hamein na bhaiya ka na ghar walon ka khayal thaa.aadhe ghante baad bhabhi ne mere lund ko haath se sahlaana shooru kar diya or phir mera suck karne lagi bolli mujhe suck karna aacha lagta hai.main samajh gaya ki kuch ghante pahle woh meri bhabhi thee ab kuch or ban chookie, ab hum dono mein koi sharam nahi theey woh is raat ka maza lena chahti hai maine bhabhi ko seedha kiya hum dono 6&9 kiPosition mein aa gaye maine apnalund bhabhi. I also told her about websites that are more tailored to that lifestyle that would more than likely involve terms that she might not be familiar with. She asked me, "Can I be honest with you? I sent out an invite on fb to my friends to see if any of them would help with putting up some decorations." She happens to do design (among other things, and NO nothing naughty)for a living. She told me that quite a few guys on fb offered to help her out. I bet, I told her. "Yeah, I know but there is this.