Vicky turns off the camcorder and gives it back to me.Vicky proclaims, “That was interesting.”“Did she ever tell you who she actually is and wha... her husband does?”“She is married? I would never have guessed. She is always talking about wanting to touch this guy’s cock or that. Until I saw her with you, I thought she was all talk. She sure is one whore.”“She is a pastor’s wife. She chastises every poor girl who even looks in the general direction of a boy, calling her a whore. That is why I. .If you want to read in full fledge, start from my prequel of this story, A double Bonazza…Lets continue……Don’t forget to mail me at As soon as i entered the bathroom, I was the happiest man(girl) in this world and I’m living the dream of my life..I had a quick shower, washing away all important parts. Then i wore the saree he gave me..It was comfortable for me to wear saree as i always loved cross dressing. I then entered the bedroom an my dream man was waiting for me with an eye full of lust. Tab sonu boli ” really yash bahut maza aya gand marwane main” tab jinu ne aunty se puchi ” mumy , papa ne apki gand kabhi nahi mari kya?” tab aunty ne udas ho ke bola” teri papa to ek bar hi sex karte hai daily usi main to mere liye santust hona muskil hai to phir wo gand kaise marenge”Phir jinu ne mera lund apni didi ki gand se nikal ke saf kar diya aur mujhe boli ” yash bhaiy ab mera bhi gand maro na please” tab main ne bola” tujhe dard hoga” jinu” thik hai chalega lekin maza ayega” main thik. Just the mere thought of him fucking her hard initiated her orgasm; her womb clenched around her finger and her back arched as her entire body succumbed to the delicious pleasure.“Yes,” Connor hissed. “Come for me, my beautiful fuck doll. Come hard again. Don’t hold back.”Connor was face fucking her so hard and deep; she could feel the thick strands of her warm saliva streaming down her face, dripping down to the floor. His sexy, erotic words triggered her second orgasm, which had her violently.