"While ours is a new religion, we have a certain level of 'Divine protection' the other established churches are currently lacking, thus I feel secure...from anything you may attempt in an effort to intimidate me." Listen, you little fuck," the man hissed, the streetlight glistening off the nose piercing between his eyes, "I don't care what kind of freak you are, you're going to pay me and turn over my girl, got it? Why is it always the religious freaks who hunger for kinky sex but then refuse to. But I was sure she could feel my gaze settle on her arse as she passed and my brain dispensed with her clothes, to show me her milky-white buttocks and her trimmed pubic area.The next time I was in the little kitchen where they operated I confided a little in Gretel, the sparkly one, who seemed to be a woman of the world."Elsa's nice," I said. "Very shy, though." Help yourself," Gretel replied. "No boyfriend and she does like older men. She said she saw you the other night. She always goes. She drank one glass reluctantly but then she started getting drunk.We talked and she replied funnily. She said that she is drowsy and can’t finish the dinner so she left for her room.She couldn’t walk straight so I helped her to her room. Then I made my brother sleep .He went to sleep after some time.After that I locked the house properly and went to my aunts room. I was shocked to see that she wasn’t asleep but dancing insanely. I held her and asked her to stop. She replied that she is super. ‘On your knees bitches’ Who could resist such an invitation. The guys unzipped their jeans and kicked them aside. We didn’t need telling what to do, one by one we took their limp cocks in our mouths until they were ready to go. ‘Okay bitches, on your feet’ of course we did. ‘We need you to slowly undress each other then make love on the sofa. We didn’t need telling again, it was so good to have a loving tongue on my clit. A couple of explosive orgasms and the guys wanted us.‘Right you white.