Once it was done, I briefly considered watching the next recommended video, but I had had enough of that stimulation for the time. I closed the window... left the computer and headed to go lay down in my bedroom, completely confused, but also excited, by what I had just seen. I crawled under the covers and just let my mind wander, and within moments it had settled on the image of me on my knees in front of Paul, emulating the moves I had seen the porn star do. Even as I realized in my head that I. Delvin’s mother had been killed in a raid on the nearby town when he was 17, just a month shy of his 18th birthday, so he inherited the inn and everything associated with it, good and bad. Demon-kin, like Delvin, were usually not all that trusted; it was more to do with their origins than who they were as individuals. Adventurers were usually more accepting of his kind, mostly because they really didn’t care one way or another. Delvin had become quite the lord keeper in his time as the owner. All dolled up, made up, and ready to go, they spent the entire weekend “out on the town” in Vegas, having a marvelous time, and catching the red-eye back home Sunday night.Monday morning they went to their parish priest, and asked him if he could hear their confessions that morning, to which the priest replied, “Certainly sisters, just line up here outside the confessional, and I’ll hear your confessions one at a time.”The first nun entered the confessional, beginning her confession as usual,. So, checking every minute or so, it wasn't longbefore I was rubbing much faster.I kept my mouth firmly clamped shut, but I was breathing through my noseharder than a racehorse as I flicked my clit back and forth until -I was almost there. I was so close. And that's when gothie adjusted herselfand fell sideways...until she was sleeping on my shoulder.I froze. I must have sat there, with my pussy quivering beneath mystone-still hand, for about five minutes, not daring to breathe. It took mea few.