Sarah found it hard to explain. Generations of Sons of Jehovah had beenbrought up that way. They were a semi-isolated community located innorth west...rn Wyoming. There were many who left the faith: women whowanted to be emancipated and men who hadn?t found a suitable bride. Butthey kept the ciphers and the deeper tenets of the church secret.Despite their friendship there were aspects of the church?s doctrine andceremonies that Sarah would not discuss with Mila.Sarah was amused by Mila?s. So I opened the door and saw her coming. She was wearing a low hip transparent saree exposing her cleavage. She welcomed me by hugging. Oh my god! What a body! I had never felt this erotic before. So I touched her broad and strong shoulders. She had a flat stomach and wide hip just like actress Namitha.As I was shorter than her, when she hugged me, my head went between her massive boobs. Her melons felt so big and soft. Automatically, one of my hands touched her huge buttocks. Oh my God! Such a. After a while, she said it was time to fulfill my promise. My mind was certainly willing; I was hoping my body was, too. She went down on me and sure enough, I was hard as a rock again before long - undoubtedly due to thoughts of the previous action. I tried to eat her out again but she wasn’t interested. She got up on all fours, told me to stick it in her pussy, which I gladly did. I hadn’t completed half a dozen strokes before she said she wanted it in her ass again! She spread her knees a. Maybe I should have spoken my feelings, maybe if you knew how I felt. Maybe I should have told you how I truly felt deep in my soul before you had picked up and resettled in another city. Oh we still kept in touch, yet this grew more and more less frequent, until finally I heard nothing from you for some time. Days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months, then quite suddenly, you appeared once again. No longer being attached myself, I slowly and carefully divulged more of my truest.