These pages contain works of fiction, the religious nature of which may be offensive to some readers. Please use this site responsibly. By proceeding ...urther you affirm that you are at least 18 years of age, and that the viewing of such material does not violate the immoral standards of your community. * * * * * And His Heart Melted Part I 1 — The Idea ‘John?’ ‘Yes, Angie?’ ‘You’re a virgin, aren’t you?’ ‘Yes–yes I am.’ They were sitting in the break room of the supermarket where they worked.. It gave him the ability to use the fingers on both hands to spread the lips of my vulva. He was looking right into my love-tunnel.One part of my mind was apprehensive about what he must be looking at after being so ravished by Jack. Surely Jack’s sperm was still seeping from my love-hole. Plus, I knew I was swollen down there. I could feel the engorgement of my lady parts quite well. Another part of my brain revelled in the tantalizing depravity of what Rob was doing. My devoted husband was. The men, at least a dozen of them, were chained together by their necks. The chain was loose, giving them freedom to work but not to vanish into the hustle and bustle. A few had red marks across their deeply tanned, bare backs. All the men wore in the heat was a pair of denim shorts, a straw sun hat and boots.A man in a white jacket, a wide brimmed hat, carrying a whip stood nearby and directed the men's efforts. Occasionally, he tapped a man on the shoulder and gestured with his whip. All the. Allison sighed and went over to the fridge to start dinner. Bending over in her short school issued skirt, she searched the fridge for any edible remains."And you didn't get anything for dinner? Great." With her back to him, Allison crossed her arms over her chest. She hated when her uncle drank, and he'd been doing it more and more since her parents had died. "I ate at school but what are you goin' to eat?!" She turned around and straightened her skirt. She couldnt believe her eyes as she saw.