He collected his winnings, and anxiously waited to see which horse the Priest would bless next.He bet big on it, and it won.As the races continued the...Priest kept blessing horses, and each one ended up winning.The bookie was elated.He made a quick dash to the ATM, withdrew all his savings, and awaited for the Priest’s next blessing that would tell him which horse to bet on.True to his pattern, the Priest stepped onto the track for the last race and blessed the forehead of an old nag that was. Philip insisted she kept on the knickers she had just soaked with her fingers. As she walked to the office, she could feel her juices rubbing the front of her panties and sometimes even drip down onto her sheer stockings. Philip would want to know all the details the next day.Nanny’s hands had moved round to the front of the Maid and slowly lifted the black dress up higher so that the observers on the sofa could see better. Nanny massaged the Maid’s huge boner that was making the tent in the. Here, he answered to no one.Created in Mesopotamia during the time of Sumer, Ishkur had been roaming the earth for over three thousand years, his senses and powers growing stronger and more potent with the passing of each century.He had seen and done many things throughout his long, and unnatural existence. He had been present during the Persian wars with Greece, had met and talked with men of learning — Herodotus and Sophocles among them. He had witnessed the growing power of Rome, travelling. We closed the mansion during this shoot for a reason, you know," I told her as Joe and Mike looked over the shots, not noticing Vic and I sneaking off to the bedroom upstairs while they decided amongst themselves which shots to use for the magazine."If we're going to do this, then you're way too overdressed John," Victoria whispered to me as we entered the bedroom, coming up to me and kissing me on the lips as she pulled my shirt over my head and pushed me back down onto the bed."It made me so.