Luv u" The phone beeped as she despatched this and it seemed like no time at all before it beeped again to signal an incoming text:"message rcd & unde...stood. Wont worry now. Take care. Keep warm. Talk morn. Luv u both." We both heaved a sigh of relief that Dad had received and understood the text and knew that he wouldn't worry now that he knew we had shelter and fire. We are both experienced outdoors types and spending a night out in the storm shouldn't be a problem for us and, in fact, I. So in one such meeting I came to know that Rubia broke with her BF due to some reason. So after few days I saw Rubia in one of my friend’s whatsapp dp and I was taken a back because she looked totally diff and was very hot.Immediately I went to facebook after a long time and sent her a friend request and waited for her to respond.(Forgot to tell how Rubia looks, she is a fair girl standing 5.7ft little bit on the heavier side but had flesh on right parts. Not that big boobs, a cute one though,. In and out my sausage moved as she pushed upwards to meet each of my thrusts with equal passion. Our rhythm was so well synchronized as if we were engaged in some ritualistic sex dance. She had tightened her anus in such a way that they gripped my rod like a muscular belt. By now we were really “high”. MIL was now getting delirious and blubbering obscenities. “Aug joor sae ,Haa aur jor laga jamai babu, Aaj phar de mere gand ko ”Kahti hoon na aur zor laga . Aurat ko choodna nahin janta kiya ?. ”“Of course we do, my dear. You should know we only let people be servers if they are very good and pretty much without sin. When was the last time you’ve been to confession?”“It’s been over a year, Father. It sort of slipped my mind I guess.”“Don’t worry, Claudette. I can hear your confession right now.”I was dreading the question. I hadn’t been to church since I moved here from Canada. Well, that was all going to change. A quick confession and I’m free as a bird. The Catholic Church sure.