Wo uski tange ko beech baith gayi aur uske lund par apni jeebh ghooma un boondo ko chatne lagi. Raj ka lund ek bar phir tanne laga tha. Usne paas ke h... ped ki tani ko pakad liya. Riya ab uske lund ko apne mun me le choos rahi thi. Wo muthi se uske lund ko masalte hue uske supade ko aur joros se choosne lagi. Raj ne apni ek tang utha kar Riya ke kandhe par rakh diya aur uske chehre ko aur apni jangho ke kareeb kar liya. Riya ne bhi apne dono hathon se uske chootad ko pakad aur joron se uske lund. As my mind cleared I realised that I was absolutely naked, and I hadstabbing pain across my chest and under one arm, and I seemed to bewearing a hat.Reaching up I found that my hair was full of wire crosses, made of dozenof hair pins. Slowly I pulled them out leaving a cluster of screwed uphair and realised that I was the source of the odd smell, all my bodyseemed to soaked in something. I ached from lying on the rock floor andmy chest was swollen into two mounds ~ gingerly touching them gave. Marrying a woman doesn't fix this. I need a man; Ihave to marry a man because its male energy I need. There are threepaths I can take out of this mess. One, I screw some random guy andturn into a female succubus. Two, I marry a man who provides the maleenergy I need. I turn into a female quasi-succubus and avoid the wholemurderous hell-bitch part. Three failing any possibility of number two,I do something which prevents number one and anything elsepermanently," Zach's final option added an. I sat down and observed for a few minutes. I was just about ready to go, bored out of my mind, when at about a few minutes to 4:00, a priest came out of a side rectory door and went straight to the confessional and turned on an indicator light. Giving credit where credit is due, the priest was reasonably attractive. He wasn’t masturbation material but his face was chiseled and distinguished and his brown eyes danced with brilliance with a sly smile. He was maybe in his early 40s and I.