"What do you find the most arousing about me, Father Murphy?"She gave me a sardonically threatening look."My lips?"She laughed as she spread her legs ...ide enough to reveal she wasn't wearing panties and her pussy was clean shaven, and glistening."Or is it my ass?"She slowly rolled over on all fours and jiggled her ass in an extremely crude and unrefined manner."Miss Black!"I stood up and tossed my bible on the table beside my chair, unsure of what I would say next."Miss Black," I took a moment. Kasam say piyare hai gori chiti se . Or jisam be rashiam jasa . Didi ki saans kuch fast ho rahi thiOr main kabhi kabhi halki se bite kar layta to kabhi haath say mumma press karta didi layti hue thi .Main phir bola , didi aapki es piyare se phudi ko aik lumba mota lund ki zarorat hai . Kasam say serf aik lund he aapki phudi maar sakta hai . Haana ? Bolo na mare piyare behan ?Ab mainy didi ki saanssay or fast feel ki or didi meray haath ko zor say pakar ker press karwa rahi thi . Didi chup rahi. ’ and with that I proceeded to join Susan, who had already jumped into the pool. I lounged along the side of the pool, talking to a couple of friends while keeping an eye on Renee. She seemed to be taking all in. After a short time, I saw her remove the stilettos and walked over to me. ‘Well, what do you think?’ I asked. ‘It’s not like what I imagined. I was expecting it to be everybody having sex everywhere, but, it’s really like any other party.’ As she stood at the side of the pool, I could. Here, the carpets hanging on the walls and lying on the floor were still almost intact, bearing red designs. In between them in chandeliers, candles made of black or dark red wax were flickering, reflecting themselves in gold framed mirrors and distributing a soft, warm light. The smell of the candles mixed with the sweet scent of vanilla beans and flower petals, which were lying in small silver dishes on low tables and chests of dark red wood. Some oddly shaped arm chairs, their cushions.