She had come to the conclusion that the French speaking priest had assumed that all of her most mortal of sins were expression of her internal thought... and not actual reality as she had related them in the difficult to understand English language. When she spoke of opening her mouth wide to take the long thick cocks inside until they spurted their seeds of sin deep into her waiting belly, he assumed she was talking about her fantasies and not actual actions she had taken in the course of her. Fir thodi der bad unhone mujhe apne niche ke hoth chusne ke liye bola mai jab unke hotho ko chus rha tha tab wo apne muh me lar ekatha karke use apne niche wale hoth ki taraf jma kar rahi thi jise mai hotho ko chuste huye pee rha tha. Thodi der ham alag huye to didi ne pucha – mazaa aaya, maine unse kha ki bahut mazaa aaya didi.Fir didi ne kha ki chal tujhe ab dusre hotho ka swad deti hu aur unhone mujhe kandhe se pakad ke niche karne lagi aur fir mujhe unki panty utarane ko bola. Maine unke. She was staring at my nice fit, young, healthy body. Unlike her husband who had a belly of a 7 month pregnant lady. She wiped and licked her lips knowing she had drool but in actuality it as my cum. She rubbed her head and I couldn't help but ask if she was okay. Did she want me to drop her off on my way to school? She didn't say much just nodded her head. I finished getting ready and asked her “Hey since I did the honors here you think you can give me a facial sometime this week?” She said a. "Okay, show me your Identification and then give me the phone number of your supervisor,. After that we can work something out maybe." I don't need this shit," he said and turned to leave."Before you go, I want to see that ID card," I said quietly. He turned angrily back to me to make some comment or maybe get physcial. Instead he found himself looking down the barrel of my ugly .38."What the fuck?" he said."I asked you very nicely to show me your ID and give me the phone number of your boss..