It was Sunday, and that meant that were she still the man and priest that shehad been the night before, she would be in the church's sacristy shortly ...eforenine, preparing herself to function as the celebrant of St. Catherine's nineo'clock services. Though there were only a handful of parishioners that attended the earlier ofSt. Catherine's two scheduled Sunday morning services, Father Dan's absencewould no doubt lead to some sort of inquiry. That meant Karen had to get donewhatever it was she. Next day i received the call in the evening “hi is this sandy am i talking” i replied “yes” and then she said am preethi who mailed you yesterday and she hesitated to talk to me but i made comfortable to talk her freely then we both talked about our personal life she said i live in hyderabad my hubby is an SE and my self housewife married 5 years back and i dont have child and bla bla bla bla and she said i would like to meet you then i replied we will meet tomorrow and she fixed the spot at. Squashing its way past my muscles and delving into my moist insides. There was pain, as I had expected but it was nothing that couldnt be hidden by groans of pleasure eminating from both our lips. Evidently this felt as good, if not better, for Derek than it did for me. After several minutes of Derek thrusting his 7 cock into me he said something totally inaudible alongside both of our moans. I had guessed what was coming, as it came. Literally. He flopped onto my back with his dick still. She wiggled her hips as I looped the rope around her waist. It wasn’t tight yet but she could feel a disturbing prickling. With the slip knot at the base of her spine I passed the rope down and up between her naked legs. Then under the waist loop. As I pulled it tight the nails dug into her labia and her ass crack. She sucked air sharply and then cried out. Fun.?What, not tight enough?? Frantically she tried to both nod yes and shake her head no. As I reefed on the end of the crotch rope she.