.. And where was his own faith? Where was God in this, tonight? When was the last time he’d prayed, even? Why wasn’t he praying right now? If ever... there was a time, surely this was it! Well perhaps he knew what Grace would’ve said. The thought brought a smile to his face.“What?” asked Mia.“I was thinking about Grace.” Grace who’d shot two guys without hesitation, and then not appeared to worry about it. She knew why she’d done it, and that was enough for her.“Me too. Swap.”“If I prayed,. Slowly but surely my hand started sliding down to my slit. I began to tremble, I absolutely loved to touch myself, when I was 10yrs old I discovered that touching myself “there” would make my skin shiver, and I haven’t been able to stop touching myself since. I raised my leg and put it on top of the sink, leaving my crotch wide open; my full wet (shaved) lips looked good enough to eat. I spit on the palm of my hand and started rubbing my wet cunt uncontrollably, stopping every now and then. Suddenly it seemed to me that other might watching her doing so as her skyblue bra was shinning .i took her jacket & kept it over her back .so that nobody can trace out what was happening there.priya was now kissing my lips & dick alternatively.i enjoyed her this action.when her head was up to meet my lips i gave a bite on her lips,when down i was giving long stroke. Then i whispered in her ear ,richa will you allow me to put inside.hey vicky i want to fill every hole of your wife fully. I started cumming in the mouth.“Aaaaaah,” I moaned.She was scratching on my thighs with her nails and hitting me hard to leave. But I kept cumming in her throat. When I was done I pulled out my dick. She inhaled as if she was almost drowned.“Aaj to tune mar hi dala tha,” she said.“Marne ka to pata nahi, par dala to tha. Koi bhi tujhe itne acche se nahi chodega jitna maza main de raha hu,” I said.She stood up. I shifted the gas stove and told her to sit on the platform. I pulled her saree up. I.