I told him I would get some work done in that case to which He agreed heartily. His followers carried the chair with my wife in it and walked to the r...om. The Guru carried the idol of the sexy god and followed them.After a short while, the workers came out of the room and shut the door. There was a complete silent except the mumble sound of the Guru. Sporadically I could hear soft moaning sound made by my wife.I left immediately and circled around the house to make my way towards the rear of. ." a voice hissed in his ear, one that he recognized easily ... the one that had echoed in his head all night."You!" he started, trying to rise from the bed but finding that he was held down by invisible bonds.The woman looked at him, still dressed in the skin tight black that she had worn earlier in the confessional. While she remained beautiful, there was something undeniably sinister and inhuman about her now ... her eyes a little too bright, her smile a little too knowing..."Did you not. Um, I can't help my hunger. With a tight grip of my hand, I pull up your shaft producing the most wonderful beads of wetness on your head. Moving my tongue over the tip of your head, I lap up all of your juice, slipping it into the eyehole getting every last drop. This initial taste of you sets a fire in my pussy. I need more! Looking up into your eyes, as my mouth parts, and I slowly open and wrap my lips around your shaft. Sucking you deep into my mouth before, I draw back and rest my. You wept tears as I opened you and you begged me to stop as I withdrew. Just as I was about to leave you I thrust into you with short stabbing strokes that drove the breath from your body. Orgasm flowed through you but it was more intense and urgent than anything that you had ever felt before in your body using your fingers or brush. You curled a leg about mine trying to draw me into you even further. Now my strokes were slower but deeper and sweat dripped on you from my body. I felt and heard.