He plunged and plunged again and she was beyond caring about anything, except the fucking and boy was it a fucking.Finally it came again the burst of ...um and as he pumped into her very depths she gasped with every burst. He rolled off, his cock now limp and covered in cum and they both lay exhausted for some time, till he finally got up and suggested a shower. "We are covered in sweat and our juices", he smiled as he helped her up and again admired the wobble and bounce of those beautiful. She could feel her muscles spasm all over her body, and it was a strange, terrifying feeling, as though she had no control over it. She felt something strangely familiar near her groin, but could not seem to acknowledge it. "Look at that, your Majesty", Morgan exclaimed. "Our guest has wet herself, like a baby, or a barnyard animal."Rose's face burned red with shame. There was something about this event that crushed her - she was such a private person, and had never had someone see her go to. His cock was growing. And it was growing. Rachel realized that Father David had carried with him this appendage for many years and had only used it for the most mundane of bodily functions. ‘Father, I would like to kiss you’, she said. ‘My dear’, replied David, ‘please do not talk. It wakes me up to what confuses me. ‘Yes Fathers’, replied the young woman who may have been the reincarnation of the prostitute who met Jesus along the road. With that, Rachel kissed the Father. No more words would. We snaked through all the guests until we finally made it to the room. I shut the door; making her nervous and seeing her like that made me want her even more. I wasn’t even worried anymore because I know she wanted me as much as I want her. She was wearing a so very sexy black dress that accentuated every single one of her curves. I couldn’t wait to slide it off of her. We sat on the edge of the bed and talked enough to get to know each other some. I saw her look down at my thigh being.