Surya rao, head of the village an old man in 50s used to be off from home much time, even for days too. So vijaya used to manage well her fucking sess...ions. I said to my mom that I am sleeping at vijaya’s house and as they were well known to my family, my mom said to go. I reached vijaya’s house and knocked the door. Vijaya opened the door and took me in. At once she locked the door and asked me to remove my dress and then to suck her pussy. As it was my routine I was doing my work with fear.. "I'm sorry," he gasped.She blinked, and licked her lips. Her mouth made sticky noises and he realized her throat was too dry to speak. He got the water pitcher off his dry sink and splashed some into the tin cup he used for drinking just about everything he imbibed. He watched her eyes as her mouth, knowing what to do, tried to sip. Her eyes, though, wandered lazily.He realized she was still befuddled by the laudanum, and heaved a sigh of relief. Perhaps she wouldn't remember he had violated. I checked my room door and found it was still locked. I locked the room from the inside and lit my candle. Without making any noise, I made my way down to the recess between the parlor and the library. I extinguished the candle and let my eyes adjust to the dark.I could hear a murmur of voices coming from the library side and approached the peep hole carefully. I had checked earlier to assure myself that the hole could not be seen from inside the room. I slid the cover aside and looked. Three. “Father the first illustration I saw in the book was of a man partially clothed, shown in profile, his how shall I say it…”“His cock, call it a cock…” the priest insisted.“His…cock enormously engorged and erect while he faced a woman wearing only an elaborate headdress of pearls, her sloe eyes limned with kohl, with her hand guiding it, ur, his cock to her…” I hesitated and the priest responded.“Cunt, you very well know what it is called, you hellish little wench.” His breathing was heavy now..