Well shhure you can. But yer gotta eeeeat ... but yer gotta eeeaaat ... but your gotta eeeeaat my cunt out first beffffore you can ffffff ... ffff ......ffffucck it! OK?”Jared didn’t even bother responding to this question. He just dropped down off the couch, pulled the girl’s legs forward, spread them wide apart then plunged his face right down hard onto her little blonde patch of pubic hair. His nose was the first thing to connect with the young girl’s very wet pussy. Jared sniffed hard at the. Me: What? That was my instant reaction hearing the words "in front of Guru-ji" and I suppose any woman would react like that. Me: How can I bathe in front of him, I am not a little girl? Nirmal: No, no Madam, you got me wrong. I wanted to say the herbal waters are specially prepared by Guru-ji and he chants some mantra on that before you take the bath. There is separate toilet in the diksha room. Listening to him I calmed down, but he probably got entertained by my reaction. Nirmal: Madam, who. I was so afraid of coming too soon and he then he went a little further and then I felt him hit my prostate and he asked if I was okay and I said yes and that I was loving it. He asked him he could start pushing in and out and I felt some discomfort and pain but soon it was becoming more pleasurable. Never did I think that we would be fucking. He was a gentle lover and he was pushing and pulling his cock in my ass and I could feel it hitting my prostate and I could feel wetness where I had. She always greeted me happily and then she gave me the spanking both of us wanted. I got hard and filled my shorts with spunk and she got creamy and made her panties wet. It was something of a ritual for us. It had continued even after I married Serena. It lasted until Mrs. Wickersham moved to another town and that was the end of the good times for me. Finally things came to a head for Serena. She threatened to leave me if I would next seek help. She told me she was dying inside from the lack.