He need never leave; he could stay here forever in her stony embrace, loving her. Surely, if there were any justice in the world, her memory, her ghos..., the soul of this woman must still survive. While not a spiritual man, Jiri began to clutch at fanciful notions to provide any means for her to return his devotion.As he lay there, he heard a voice. He could not tell from whence it came; for all he knew it could be inside his head. The voice wa like that of the curator, yet was not hers."Wait a. ..and what shecouldn't help but find incredibly hot. Wrong but hot.The old door behind them creaked and a woman dressed in full ornamentaldecorated habit stepped into the room. A woman of decent length butintense in proportions with breasts that outshone Andreas D cups. She wasa big woman indeed looking to be quite fat but compensated by her aboveaverage length. Her face was warm, looking at Andrea with compassion andkindness. She seemed not just to be a religious person, but a divine one.Her. I don’t like my own taste as much as you do, but it’s okay. Do different women taste different to you?”“Oh, there are some differences, but basically, the taste and scent of a woman is pretty much the same from one to the next. I’ve heard that eating certain foods makes a man’s cum taste different. Is that true?”“I don’t really know. But we can experiment. Try eating a lot of something and I’ll blow you.”“Okay, but back to Paula. Call her tomorrow and ask what the plumbing problem is. I might. .then You pull me up and lead me back to the bed, push me down and re-connect my ankle restraints. i feel Your hand on me, squeezing my nipples very hard and i know You must be smiling and i just take it for You. While one hand squeezes my nipples so very hard, i can feel Your other hand slip down to my cock and stroke it...getting it hard...then i can feel Your mouth on my cock, and i grown behind the tape that is across my mouth....You straddle my face, pushing Your soaking wet pussy down.