Still standing bend over with the beads in my ass, she cuffed me left hand to my left leg and my right hand to my right leg. She said: I hope you have...a good balance because if you fall I will pick you up and place you like you are now. She then started again with pushing the beads deeper inside me when suddenly her mom got home. She wasn't in the house but we could hear her carr pulling up the driveway. I asked Ann if we shouldn't go upstairs but she want to. Ann wanted her mother to see what. Before mother left she let me have intercourse with her. I was ashamed, but also thankful. She required me suck her out afterwards and let me know that giving me some was my reward for doing such a good job at giving the pastor head. She and I were scheduled for two more sessions with him. Those sessions were in addition to the ones Betty and I were going to. The Pastor decided that we'd tell Betty about my cock-sucking training later.CHAPTER THREE: A Year Later"Y-You c-can't mean that. There was no other rational explanation for what was happening. I reached down and covered my dick up with my hand, secretly cursing myself for not putting the damn thing up while I was outside. I was just glad all the lights in the house were out. It might make it a little harder to see that I had an erection.With only a few feet between us now, Cassie was close enough for me to reach out and touch. I wasn't sure what she was up to. But, I couldn't find my voice. I just stood there like a. It was a closed hut with only one door for going in or out.I sat on one side of the table while Kamat and his wife Amala sat on the other side of the table facing me. My eyes immediately met with Amala and later with Kamat. Oh god, what a sexy lady, guys you may not, believe me, she was stunningly gorgeous.Let me describe Amala. She was aged around 35, around 5.10” height, medium toned sandy color face. Her windswept dark hairs gave a free-spirited look with a milky white soft petal jasmine.