To serve but also to feel, to give, to receive, and to share the beautiful wonders that our bodies were meant for despite what others tried to deny, a... the priest said, to control us.As I looked into his soft gaze, his words electrified me. “I don’t want to tempt you into something you aren’t committed to allowing, Sister. If we are both sincere about our futures, I think we are both at the same cross-roads for our futures, taking us in different directions, perhaps, but …”I reached up onto my. ” As this was happening Master Obike slapped me across the back of my head, “You too bitch, you might as well get use to us. Since your whore wife will need to recover overnight you are going to have to make payments to us until the girls are trained in a few weeks.” “WHAT!!” I exclaimed “You heard me.” He grabbed my hair, pulling me down on my knees and dragging me to the bedroom following my wife and Master Carama. “If your cunt wife can service us then everyone in the family will be taking. .and said ‘Wow…Sir…this is too good!” “Aaj madam ko pura satisfy karenge…!” I grinned as I gently took my fingers into her ass and rubbed the KY jelly into her smiling asshole. She arched her back and opened her ass more so that we could get a full view of her sexy hole.Paul rubbed her clit from behind as I put more jelly into her asshole. She was ready…her cunt was already wet and her ass was well lubricated from my actions. Paul lay on the bed as his monster was at full mast up in the air.. .. suddenly, they were wrestling on the couch like schoolboys, trying to yank each other’s boxers off. It was part–funny, part–sexy seeing them writhing around, grabbing at each other, stretching and ripping each other’s underwear, red–faced and laughing breathlessly and giving each other these little red grip marks all over their bodies. I watched the way their muscles flexed and once their boxers were down around their knees, how their private parts dangled and swung as they tussled. When.