This morning it was Melanie’s turn to be the special baptism session and as the hint of the paradise to come began to stir within her loins she knew...that she had prepared herself well for her baptism. Preacher Erasmus looked down upon her approvingly and hidden from her view by the enveloping pulpit and lectern he unbuttoned his cassock and took out his stiffening cock and began stroking himself in anticipation of the holy communion that would shortly follow. He liked Melanie for she was indeed. Furthermore, Duke-y, now sightless and experiencing similar icicle inducing climatic conditions, found a wet, warm hole to prevent his own mighty sword from becoming frozen, brittle and liable to shattering. He did this completely unaware that the wet, warm hole was Lear-y's mouth. So you wish me to communicate with Beardy Will, to impress on him that he has completely misunderstood and misrepresented the situation. That there is nothing to see here, that your behaviours and actions are typical. Now she told me to apply on neck also. She unhooked her blouse, made my hand to move freely. I applied balm all her back and massaging. Slowly, she fell in sleep. Still, I am massaging. Now dared to touch her boobs by moving my hand beneath her boobs. She was not responding. Then I moved my hand to touch her ass. What a smooth ass it is. My dick was starting erected. Now I dared to lift her saree up to feel her thighs. What a smooth pair of thighs. Suddenly she turned rear side. I got shocked.. She stared up at the ceiling, tried to divorce herself from the intense sensations sweeping through her body, but it was no use. She came, in a long, shuddering spasm, seeing spots before her eyes, and her wandering attention snapped back to her body. Despite herself, she had been terribly aroused by Jason's position, and that wasn't helping. They had both endured as much as they could however, and soon, moans of passion and frustration were heard. Flora strained against her bonds, hoping in.