What had John said, exactly? He must have learned of my visit to Danlick with Luke, but that was impossible. There was no way he could have seen me en...er the church without arousing suspicion from the townsfolk. Someone, possibly the preacher had told of my visit, and that telling eventually found John. At the time, Reverend Onager seemed to want to erase my visit from his thoughts. It made no sense. There was a way I could learn the whole story, with certainty, but my imprisonment denied my. Now that I have you soaked it’s time to fuck. I take my hands and put them on your ass, and I lower you right down on my dick. Slow and steady at first. You wiggle and sigh as my dick slides in nice and deep. You sit for a second and enjoy the tiny moments as my dick head is as deep as your pussy can handle. That painful feel good! Hahahhaha I watch your ass muscles twitch and flex as you enjoy your ride. I hear you say “I gotta cum, this feels to good!” You then pick up the pace and start this. Should I have shaved? Well too late now - if I returned home to shave, I may never come back here again. I refocused my eyes through the window to check that I had not left anything behind that I might need and stepped round to the back of the van. I opened the back door and looked in to the neatly organised results of my weeks of planning. I climbed in, sat on the chair I had placed there, switched on the small light and shut the van door. I locked the van from inside so I would not be. She knew about the soft fur of her mother's pubic hair, just there, between her legs. But she also knew that her mother was a woman, and it seemed wrong to look upon a woman with the same desire she was allowed to look upon a man. "You are a woman though." "All the better to understand your body and how to give it the greatest pleasure, with a gentleness that no man could possibly use." "You are my mother," despite Emily feeling rather turned on by the idea of this taboo, she still weakly.