Then she picked up Sarika and moved to the other room. He returned for the mobile and said, “Going for my wedding night, asshole. Good night.” Say...ng this, he disconnected the call.For the whole night, I was in a dilemma about what plans Reddy must-have for her in the future. In the morning, I received a video call notification from the same number. I picked it up immediately and saw his smiling face.He said, “Good morning, asshole! We have a ritual at our side to offer the Priest a special. The image of his hands in them makes me whimper, and my hand slides down on me. I press with all my fingers over my pussy, faint shudders coursing through me. I know I'm not going to stop. I will have him.As soon as I put on a pair of shorts and a bra I go into the bathroom and wash my face thoroughly. I hope the cold water will help.When I'm back in the kitchen both my parents are there. Mom pokes fun of me for not finishing dinner. I smile and I look at my dad with my usual "oops" smile."I'll. Come, let me show you the craft I have made ready for you.I stood there with my mouth open. Amista and Aldrix wore a sarong around their waist like their father. Amista looked about seventeen or eighteen years old and stood about five foot five. Large brown eyes and coal-black hair held in a ponytail that hung halfway down her back. Full smiling lips, She was naked from the waist up, seemingly unconcerned that she was showing me her B cup tits with dark brown areola and nipples—the perfect. She had red hair that went down to her chest and she was wearing a pair of tight jeans. Hannah had never noticed that Mrs. Smith had a nice figure. She looked really sexy as she opened the door and threw her hair over her shoulders. She had deep thin, deep eyes that look deep into Hannah. - Hey Hannah! Why don’t we go down to the basement and start the photoshoot, I got a small studio setup, said Mrs. Smith.The went down into the basement and there was a white sheet hung up from the roof to be.