Poncho Bautista to the black lanyard.”“As John placed the black lanyard around Poncho’s neck, “We all have much to learn, this is just one mor...e step. I look forward to the day when you and your family can come visit with me and my family.”“THANK YOU, SAINT JOHN!” Poncho screamed as John held up his hand to the roar of the crowd.John bent to speak into Poncho’s ear, “Dear Friend, I don’t feel qualified to be a Saint! I think one of the requirements is I would need to be dead.” Both men laughed. And she'd used a needle that wasn't too thick so that she could use a hole stretcher afterward. I'd screamed bloody murder -- hole stretching can be really, really painful -- but she'd ignored me. As I'd instructed her to. After all, it wasn't like I hadn't know what was coming. I can't recommend getting your nipples -- or anything else -- pierced that way unless you're way into pain. Besides, you're not really supposed to stretch holes unless they're healed, and these were fresh."How much?". There were the guys who she’d been banging earlier and she had several cousins in the area who’d gotten real familiar with her cunt at family reunions. She reminded me once in a while that my brother’s cock felt real good. It was thicker but I was longer. Each had its benefits.I kept getting my cock drained in the morning, after work, and at bedtime. Her pussy would be reddened and drooling semen but she still wanted more.About the end of the first trimester she miscarried???. She was depressed. The milkman wondered why I was not awake as usual. Told him I had a late night and saw him off but not before collecting Pooja’s share of milk pouches too. As I closed the door , I saw Pooja getting up and she was stark naked just as the way she was last night. I kept the milk pouches inside the fridge and my dick was harassing me at the sight of her pussy. She seemed to smile and asked me if I was ready for one more session. I reckoned Amit would be returning in few hours time and so she.