I asked her about the Prophet was and she said he was the leader of the church. He had s vision from God that he, his bishops could forgive sins by ha...ing sex with the sinners. A bishop’s wife could have sex with a man, but a bishop had to be present to have his sins forgiven. Every other weekend a bishops or the Prophet would come to their house and she would have to entertain them sexually. Her husband would sit in the corner and masturbate while she submitted completely to the other men's. Although not blindfolded, her sense of sight was limited, having not obtained the permission to look around. She could hear the loud music, sounds of flesh being struck, and the low moans of pleasure combined with pain. The scent of fresh cum and pussy filled her nose, as they got closer to the moaning. Master gently pulled her upright by tugging on her hair. Jenny’s senses reeled. Before her and on the stage was the source of the moaning. A petite, blonde haired woman was bent over a low. I joined back in mid 2009. Within a years time i was in a group of 6 people (which included me). 2 girls and 4 boys. Among the 2 one girl was gharelu types (megha) and other was a bomb shell (Shikha). Everyone in office used to eye on her. Huge boobs, beautiful looks nice ass. Bhagwaan ne fursat se banaya tha.Shikha had a model wala figure. She was an outspoken, fearless, bindaas kind of girl. She used to live in sharing apartment. Within a years time we became close friends. We used to chat on. Even from such a distance her tits looked magnificent. I knew from the photos they were DD. Her husband James was by her side. As they approached I took in Melissa more fully. Her magnificent tits covered by just a small and still wet floral red bikini top, spilling out. She had on a sarong, also somewhat wet which showed her bikini bottoms underneath. My mind drifted to what I had planned for those tits, before my quarry was close enough for a formal greeting.We had not met before, but we both.