After practice I asked the choir director who she was and he told me that she was married to one of the trumpet players. Oh well, I thought, while I d...idn't pursue her I did spend many practices just staring at her. Time went on, then I got really sick, I almost died and had to leave the choir for a year to have surgery and recover. When I finally made it back, the choir director had made some enemies in the church during this time and was on his way out. I was asked to temporarily be the choir. She asked me to come inside her only…her pussy was contracting and it seemed as if she wants to suck my dick in her. I left loads of juices in her hole and dropped every drop of cum in her love hole…and dropped myself oh her. My face was on her boobs…she pulled the blanket up and we both dozed off. I checked the time and we were making love for close to one and half hour…I could feel my dick coming out of warmness of Shalini’s love hole…It was 4:45 am when I woke up. I was sleeping besides her. Rain pouring down her shirt drenched by this point I could see right through, her nipples hardened by the cold not wearing a bra I unbuttoned her shirt and cupped her soaking breasts she pulled off my shirt revealing my not so toned torso, the kissing became more passionate and intense she started undoing my belt the rain pouring down the space between me and my trousers my cock hardening, I lifted her skirt to reveal her wet nylon white panties which were wet not due to the rain. she pulled. I'm not talking that bullshit you read in porn mags where you just bring yourself as close to orgasm as you can then back off. I'm talking full-on ejaculations. There's something about my dick where it doesn't go all sensitive after I've cum. It stays hard. Rock hard. And so long as I keep on fucking or having it sucked or stroked or whatever, I can cum as many times as I want. You could say Candy's a cumslut. She loves it in her pussy, on her boobs, in her mouth, on her face, anywhere. She.