We go to church every Sunday and I'm not sure if any of them know what our religion is, and frankly it's none of their business, nor is theirs mine. R...ligion is a private and personal choice. If I had no religion and a person wanted to recruit me, fine, ... but not until I ask. I don't get all of the hate in the world over of religion.It was the weekend after the Fourth of July and after a neighborhood party with fireworks we all had to go to work the next day before the weekend. Saturday. (didn’t know what to say) Sir ….(still having my legs in the air and holding it with my hands with both my holes to his exposure which he didn’t even seem to care.)Rahul: Now don’t lie there on my table. It’s almost time for college to start. Go clean yourself and get ready. But before that, I don’t need my cum to be wasted so my cum slut, scoop it with your fingers and lick them first.Monika: (really confused and raged) OK Sir.Rahul:(knowing how I might be feeling right now) Go ahead what are. His hands wander my body as he looks me dead in my eyes, and I can tell that he's going to cum soon. My hands land on his chiseled 6-pack and I moan for him. He closes his eyes, trying to keep himself in control. "Open your eyes, Baby. I wanna look into your eyes as you cum for me. I want you to see how horny you make me." His eyes shoot open, and I come again just by looking into his sex-crazed eyes. He groans again, locking his hands on my hips as he makes me grind on him harder and faster. I. “Hmm, I’m tempted to use your services. My shoulders are killing me from the flight.” “Flight attendant,” I thought. This should be fun! “Here, let me give you a free sample,” I said, standing up and spinning her around on her bar stool. I pulled her hair over to one side and slowly massaged her neck and shoulders. She moaned and tilted her head back. I moved up to her temples and scalp, knowing how good that feels. “Ohhhh, man you have no idea how much I need this,” she sighed. “Been a while?”.