This was most definitely not the wrinkly old crone I had expected. She was young and slim and absolutely gorgeous. Her hair was brown with a hint of r...ed, cut into a short and elegant bob. She was dressed simply but, I was guessing, expensively. I don’t know much about these things, but I reckoned her simple white t-shirt cost the same as my weekly food bill. She wore nicely tailored white slacks and white, low sandals. I was already totally in awe.“I’m Eliza, by the way,” she said, interrupting. I was in heaven…He then bent me over and slowly pulled down the sexy black thong I was wearing; he spread my ass cheeks and started wriggling his tongue into my ass and then pussy.I could not avoid some moaning as his delicate touch was making me wet, he then got up and started to grab hold of my waist, starting to poke and prod my pussy with his massive cock.Suddenly he grabbed hold of my hair and said: “Are you ready for this, bitch”Before I could answer, he shoved his dark monster piece deep. “Verma Ji. Namaste. Aiye… andar aiye,” maine muskurate hue bola.“Namaste, Sheela Ji. Kaisi hai aap?” Verma Ji ne pucha.“Ji main achchi hun,” Maine haste hue kaha. “Aap kya lenge, chai ya thanda?”“Ji main apna kiraya lunga,” Verma Ji ne saaf shabdo mein jawab diya.Unka jawab sunke mujhe koi herani nahi hui. Akhir mujhe kiraya diye 3 mahine ho chuke the.“Verma Ji. Abhi paise ki thodi kami hai. Apko toh pata hi hai mere pati aur saas-sasur ki haal hi mein maut hui hai. Ghar mein koi kamane wala. "Oh Father. I couldn't help it! Please forgive me?" It's not for me to forgive, my child." the priest said in a deep voice as he walked over and sat on the edge of the bed. "You must be tormented by lust to be doing this. Have you ever sinned with a man, my child? Is that what you were thinking about?" Oh no, Father. I've never been with a man. But I've..." and then, with second thoughts about telling him of her special friendship with the nun, she hesitated."What have you done, then. Have you.