I smiled sluttishly and then reached on my breasts to unhook my brassiere and then pulled it out too. Then I slipped my saree out of my waist band and... let it fall to floor. Then holding my petticoat cord in one hand I pulled it to let it fall free from my slim sexy waist. The minister reached forward and with one swift motion he pulled my satin panties down to my ankles. I kicked them free.The minister stood up to admire the curves of my body. My beautiful round milky breasts with their erect. I wanted this.I was on my back with my legs up and she started fucking me good. She was working out and started saying things like "I'm in your ass. I've got your ass. Your ass is mine. I am fucking your ass" and I was in heaven. I wanted to cum, I wanted her to cum. She started speeding up, really fucking me and she reached down and grabbed my cock. "I got your cock and your ass, and I'm fucking your ass" she said over and over. She started jacking me and I had a my arms over my head because. How do you plead?" Guilty as charged ... on all counts. I'll plead to whatever you want me to ... just let my friends go! They haven't done anything to you. Please ... just let them go!" Diana pleaded as tears welled in her eyes.Hood stated plainly, "I'm not going to hurt your friends. They haven't done anything to deserve being punished for ... other than being friends with you! I just want them to witness what it takes to truly redeem your own soul and that of another person ... if you can. His head returned to the pillow and he closed his eyes. As I stroked his salt and pepper hair I began to think back so many years before.I was about six or seven the first time it happened. My brother and I were playing in the front room when the ball he was tossing went wild. It landed in Poppa's lap and he sat up suddenly and leaned forward. A groan escaped his lips and a few minutes later he got up and went to his and Momma's bedroom. The door closed and I was left wondering what happened.A.