" her tongue flicked out into my ear. "Just think of all the fun we could have."I was. I sincerely hoped it didn't show in my tight trousers. "For God...s sake Sammy" I tried to keep the laugh out of my voice, "I don't believe you."She slipped her arm through mine as we walked slowly through all the guests."I'm what the tabloids call a modern woman Micky, I want it all, everything, I want to taste myself on the lips of another woman while you're fucking me, you know, just like your mum and Dolly. She knelt still as the congregation filed out, content in their relationships with Christ. The old wood bit into her knees, but she kept still, watching the now-abandoned altar, until silence as heavy and insidious as the heat crept over the sanctuary.She rose. Rubbed the grooves from her skinny knees. She walked to where the red and white candles flickered on a sideboard, each flame a soul, or a sin. Their tiny fires could not compete with the incense-ravaged air hanging motionless around. I slowly worked down while the three of them watched. When I got to her cum filled pussy she told me there was a lot to clean and I better make her cum. Pretty soon as I was making sure I got all of the cum and pretty soon her hips were gyrating as she was getting close. Another 10 minutes I had gotten it all and she was on the verge of cumming and all of a sudden, she just let go and came all over my face. She got done and just laid there for a few moments and got up and said we now have two. We studied some basics and left. Everything was going alright for some days and I studied alone there sincerely.But one day it was raining heavily and I went there but thought that either she will not come or come by car. But she came on activa fully drenched and I was stunned looking at her. She was wearing blue chudidaar and sleeveless kameez. We went inside and she removed her duppata and soaked herself and sat on the chair. She said she is not feeling well and also feeling cold so she will.