We still had about 2 hours before her mom, Sheila, got home from her job as a head surgical nurse at a local hospital. I got off the bed and gathered ...her wet clothes from the bathroom floor. Tossing her a robe, I pulled on my jeans and headed down to the laundry room to put her stuff in the drier. I then went into the kitchen to fix more hot chocolate, to warm us against the slight chill in the air. By the time it was done, I had notice the air was noticeably cooler. Walking to the hall, I. She would quickly take off her sari to try out the blouse. Soon I started staying in the room while she tried out the blouses. She would look at me before she took off her blouse, I would pretend to be lost in my phone.But, I saw. I saw everything. Slowly by slowly he started making tighter more low-cut blouses so that more of her chest was exposed. He even got her special push-up bras so that she could try on tighter smaller blouses. Raja used to tell my mother to wear the blouses she made for. He wasted no time shoving every inch of his cock into her dripping wetness. Antonella gasped as she felt every inch inside of her. She held onto the front door again as she pushed back against his hard throbbing cock. Rick asked in a polite yet demanding way, ‘Can I fuck you hard?’ Antonella smiled back with her mischievous smile. ‘That’s how I like it.’ Rick grabbed onto her thin waist and pounded into her as hard as he could. Each thrust made Antonella scream in ecstasy. The front door. He even left my mother behind, along with my sweet Donna here, who’s going to be a student here now. We’ll have her registered for classes and everything. To those of you clinging to the morals and doctrines of Christianity, let that sink into you and good. Your supposed ‘personal savior’ didn’t choose to save you, after all.“I, on the other hand, liberated the souls from Hell, destroyed Hell itself, and defeated Satan personally. I vanquished him and his host of demons, something that Jesus.