It was a good life: I had a place to live, a smallhouse built inside the monastery terrain, had enough food and evenreceived a small payment as their ...mployee.I lived in a small village, with about 1000 inhabitants, located close tothe rim of the inhabited world in what was know prior to the fall as"South America". It was mainly an agrarian culture, which lived mostlyfrom the subsistence agriculture. Nevertheless some commerce and industrystill existed and the main institution responsible for. Thoughts run wild in my head to be free to nibble and suck on those gorgeous creations, but not today. Probably never, and that’s ok. A girl can dream. My fingertip is stroking the length of my engorged pussy dipping occasionally into the tight opening. Your head hits the wall in frustration. Your eyes are still fixed to the mirror watching my every move. When you see my hand come up to my mouth and watch my finger gently paint my juices on my lips you gasp. My tongue takes a slow journey. I too removed all his clothes. I started to suck his dick like a small child having a lollypop.He was about to cum, he stopped me and made me lay on the bed and started to lick my clean shaved pussy. I was very rarely needed his cock in my Cunt. I had my orgasms when he was licking and drank all my cum. He placed his cock in my pussy and started moving slowly. Gradually, Raj raised the speed nearly after 20 minutes both had our organs. I felt his hot cum coming out of my pussy. He slept with me. He ask if I just use my fingers and I said yes. Ok sweetie he said, as he began to carress my legs. He said that sometimes it's the circumstances that get you horny and sometimes it's the person and sometimes both. It's almost always most exciting when it's something that you haven't experienced before. I nodded as his fingers slipped under my panties. My leg came up and he slid his finger up and down my slit which of course was very wet. I held my breath as his fingers now wet from my.