Shaahhsssshh ohhhhh kar rahi thi thi uski ye aaahhhhhssshhh ki awaj muje kafi madhos kar rahi thi fir maine aruna ki sari ko nikal diaya or fir maine ...ske sapat pet par or navel par kiss karne laga to voh aaaaaahhhhhh kar uthi fir maine apna shirt or paint nikal diya or maine uska petticoat nikal diya sirf penti bachi thi fir aruna mere lund ko bahar nikalne lagi to bol uthi ki tera lund to mere pati se kafi bada hai or usne meri nicer nikal diya for vo mere lund ko apne muhe dal diya vo kafi. He did it again. And again. And again. My screams grew louder as his slamming cock in my cunt brought me nearer and nearer to cumming.This orgasm was far more intense than I’ve ever experienced in my life. My whole body shook as I screamed out in pleasure. He pulled his cock out of me, dripping wet in a mixture of our juices. It took a moment for me to catch my breath. Once I’d caught it, I slid off the table and knelt down in front of him.“Suck it” John ordered. “Make me cum with your. Suddenly the Priest was angry. You are a whore Clara. Do you understand me? All women are whores in the eye of God and you are no different. Despite whatever virginal attire you try to put on he sneers gesticulating in her direction. Clara was taken aback by his harsh comments and she felt herself sinking back into the pew. Like all whores you say you repent but you dont mean it. Im going to make you mean it Clara. You will be sorry. Clara thought about what he had to say. His anger scared her. Melissa was about to go back downstairs, but a thought was still lingering in her mind. When she cracked her daughter’s door and saw the little boy from down the street, he wasn’t so little anymore. Jeremy was twenty as well.Damn, has that boy grown, Melissa thought to herself. He was six-foot five, two hundred fifteen pounds, without an ounce of fat or speck of body hair on him. That wasn’t the only way he had grown.Jesus Christ, Melissa thought to herself as she was staring through the crack.