We were let in after about an hour or two. The line shuffled forward until we filled a large room. Then came a religious service. I don't remember how... long it was or what denomination it espoused. After the service we filed past a poor box, I dropped my nickel and a couple of pennies in, and down a set of stairs. There was a huge basement area where we shuffled up to a counter and got our food. The minister and volunteers then led us in singing hymns. Once we had finished eating and singing,. "Well I wouldn't. You know I wouldn't like it anyway. If you're so int'rested, why don't you get that ugly mug of yours preserved for posterity -- if she can stand to look at you for five minutes!"The wife meandered on. The man hesitated on the brink of indecision. Jill made a gallant gesture towards the chair, motioning the man to sit down. "My pleasure, sir!" she said, flashing him an irresistible smile."You got yourself a deal, little lady," the portly man said, seating himself in the chair.. I caress my big brown areola, its nipple becoming erect under the practiced touch of my fingers. “Yes, I masturbate, hell, what person doesn’t?” I continue to manipulate my breasts, one at a time to a natural rhythm that is becoming more and more urgent. My pussy is now begging for release and I begin to inch further still, my engorged clit awaiting expert fingers. I reach my nub and begin to rub, press, rub, press, and rub again until my clit thickens with energy. My body begins to heat up. Ria- kia kar rahe ho koi dekh lega mat karo.Me-koi nhi dekhega bas tum mera sath do.Usne kuch nhi bola fr maine usko kiss kar di or uske boobs bhi pakr lia or unhe masalne laga voh ahhhhhh ohhhhh karne lagi ma samaj gaya ki isko maza a raha ha. Meri jeeb uski jeeb ke sath khel rahi thi mujhe to bohot maza a raha tha. Fr maine moka dekha or uske chut ki taraf hath bharane laga.Usne mera hath pakar lia or kehene lagi ki yeh mat karo yeh theek nhi ha or agr koi a gaya to hum kia krenge. Maine kaha.