She understood.After changing out of the bikini into my painting shorts and t-shirt, I donned a smock and stood in front of the blank canvas again. Th...nking about what the Destroyer did to Sara angered me. Dare I try to portray anger on canvas again? Damned straight I could. No, not merely anger. Rage! Anger's deeply disturbed cousin. I let the anger fermenting inside me build, and then imagined scenarios that deepened my anger further until I felt rage creep in and start to take over.I dipped. Obviously their wives looked in disgust.We got to the church and were greeted by the priest at the door. He flushed red and started to stammer "it's a long time since we've seen you here Mr Green, are you sure you will be comfortable at our service today?" The hypocritical bastard, as he spoke those words, trying to exclude us from his service his eyes were glued to Cindy's breasts. She knew what she was doing. She was going to make this man of God saw every bit of her body. She stepped back a. I came out of Sindy’s bum and got her to sit on his knob; he slipped into her pussy like a tube train in a tunnel. She began to ride him as I positioned myself behind her and went back into her arse. We did her in unison, I could feel Jack’s big dick rubbing against mine, separated by her perineal membrane – fuck me it was great! Then, without any warning, I realized that Maria was next to me – dressed just in a tiny g-string and an open bra. She reached down and felt my dick going in and out. I said okay but make sure she doesn’t tell anything to our parents, I told her about the plan and she was happy as my parents don’t take us to tour generally.We all reached Ooty and booked a single 3-bedded room and decided to sleep and will go to visit places next morning.We went to many places that day and returned back to the room in the evening around 6:30 pm, I noticed that Sathish and Pranav getting close to her and touching her boobs during the photoshoot, but she was casual with.