He then slowlyasked me to remove my blouse. I obeyed. Then he removed my sari also. Ilay in bra and petticoat. He said he liked me with my hair set lo...se. Sogot up and started unweaving my braid and removed the extra hair. Myhair reduced to less than half of its length. I used both my hands andpulled my hair strands wide apart and dropped them each over myshoulder.He was looking at me. I went back to my previous posture. He nowplayfully meddled with my hair pulling it sometimes, throwing it. That summer this young Preacher opened up a storefront church and me and Annette, who was really crazy about him, used to go by his Friday night service. All he could talk about was hell fire and damnation and we used to hang around a bit after the service. By then all them guys had boners and the girls had wet panties-the devil and hell are so sexy you know. It was obvious that the Preacher was excited by his own words, talking about loss of modesty, tight skirts, low cut sweaters, rage’in. I went over and sat on the bed. The other girl, her name was Nguyet (pr. Wet) came back around the divider in just her panties, and they were shear. She was VERY tall for a Vietnamese woman. She told me later that her Father was French, and VERY tall. She was about 5 ft. 7-8 inches tall. Her hair was a medium brown, bordering on honey blonde, she had smallish, round breasts, like half a large g****fruit in size. I would have guessed about a 36C. She had a very small waist, but, larger butt than. This actually made her quite horny and she fucked like an a****l and begged me to cum in her. I was making progress.Another drunk night or two later, while in first-time lover persona, I told her that once I was done fucking her to make her cuckolded husband eat out her cum-filled pussy and to grind it all over his face and call him a cum loving little bitch. Her husband was to worship her perfect body and do whatever she said if he hoped to have a chance of fucking her wonderful pussy again..