Chusssssssss naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. Oh yaa oh yaa oh oh yaaaaa chussssssssssssss.”Is bich wo pant ke upar se mere land se khelti rahi. “madarchod mer...e nipple chus le. Phir mein tera lauda chusungi. Chusvayega naaaa ye motaaaaaaaaaaa lundddddddddddd.”Usne baal pakar kar mujhe piche hataya aur mere hoth chusne lagi. Is bich usne meri pant khol kar mere underwear mei hath dal diya tha. Hath ka sparsh pa kar land mei aur tanav aa gaya tha.Usne mera underwear ghutno tak uttar diya aur mera lund halke. "Joe muttered those words, watching as her cuntal juices extinguished the candle.Sister Mary Katherine heard the hissing and sighed with relief, believing her ordeal was over. But it had only begun.Joe moved the candle around so the wick was pressed up against her cunt and she realized he was going to fuck her with it! Sister Mary Katherine let out another cry as he tilted the candIe and began slipping it into her cunt."No, no! I'm a virgin! Don't do this to me... not here, not with that!"But. She was impressed with its stiffness. I pressed it into her concave belly as I kissed her again. I cupped her ass and rammed it into her belly even harder.Joyce laughed and said that I didn’t have to drill a new hole because her other one wasn’t worn out yet. Then she jumped up on my bed and giggled. I decided to give her exactly what she needed and that was for me to boost her feminine self-esteem. I complimented her beauty, her body, and her tiny breasts. I kissed her lips and all the way. And not cheap clothes.Thinking about clothes, she noticed the boxes stacked in the corner. She had never gotten around to visiting the swap shop. She had hesitated, not wanting anyone she knew to see her there and figure out how she had changed. Enough people had done that all ready.On the other hand, she would be going to Boulder on Saturday. They were sure to have a shop there. And it was far enough away to limit the exposure.But not eliminate it. There was one person who would know. Mandy..