“I told you. Call me Ronnie. Well you at least know the right things to say to a woman.” The sexy young wife giggled and smiled as she moved towar...s the house. How long had it been since she’d heard her body complimented like that? A hint of blush flushed her cheeks. Rob felt like he was disoriented as he followed Ronnie towards her back door. Rob knew he was out of his depth, but he would rather drown than leave. The young neighbour had never been inside Ronnie’s house before. The teenager’s. ”“Can’t the worms just tunnel into the village.”“Our local God’s blessing prevents that. It’s why the village was built here long ago.”“Any other benefits?”“The well water is always clean.”The small gods of Alta didn’t follow a theme. No god ruled over a single emotion or idea. Rather, they granted and represented a hodgepodge of abilities and ideals.It was a form of direct worship; villagers wanted clean water, they thanked the god for the clean water and lack of sickness as a result, and. " He didn't finish. What he was thinking about was that he had let himself get distracted by Judith and Tiffany. He didn't feel guilty about what he'd done with them. Their exuberance in jumping into that maelstrom made it clear both of them were quite happy about things, and that made it difficult for him to feel bad about it. But the other girls had also gone off into the night, where it was obvious the same kind of thing had happened. That could have turned out very badly if they had hooked. She sat up and stroked it in her soft hand and smirked at me before placing her mouth upon it. It was heavenly as she bobbed up and down. She would come up and run her tongue along the rim of the head and then continue with her sucking. I don’t know if Don Alonzo taught her how to do that, if so he should have been a whore master for she was marvelous. Soon she had coaxed the cream out of me. She eagerly swallowed my seed. She looked up at me and smiled as she was finished. ‘That was nice,’ I.