Pain flared from Amelia’s backside, and her whole body tensed up. Her cry turned into gagging—concentration shattered. Curi slowed, withdrawing fr...m the unwilling depths of her body. However, the naughty creature continued to thrust into the rest of her. Any discomfort twisted to delight at the renewed ravishing.Amelia squirmed. Another probing limb slipped between her legs, but, instead of squeezing in with the other, this one tickled her little button. She sucked harder. Her excitement rose. ‘Just don’t ask me what I’m feeling.’ The Saturday they’d returned from the Inn, Faith proposed marriage, again. Afraid of public opinion over a hasty wedding, Bill demanded a prenuptial agreement, so people would know he didn’t marry her for the land. Before he could explain, Faith became angry, slapped him and locked him out. He left, thinking it best to wait until she’d calmed down and had time to think things through. ‘I should have talked to her sooner. But I never had a chance… no,. Shit! I was just like my mom in that way. Jennifer had pointed out that I had been conditioned by her to be the way I was — needing approval from others, needing to be controlled, and being selfish. Now that I had recognized it, I could start to deal with it. It reminded me of the process that Doctor Mercer had used to draw me out of my depression over Birgit. This time, I was going to try to skip the anger part.My quest for self-discovery had to start with figuring out what made me act and. Abbey continued to eat in the awkward position, trying to breathe when she could. She was relieved when Beth finally sat back and started humping her sex against Abbey's mouth. Abbey recognized the little panting cries for the start of Beth's orgasm. She doubled her efforts on Beth's clit. Beth's cries got louder and louder until she suddenly stiffened and bit her lips to keep from screaming. As her orgasm tore her loins apart, her pussy twisted inside Abbey's mouth. She pumped it against that.