Maddy's head rolled back with a whimper as piercing cold droplets shot down the length of her arm into her tender, dry armpit, making her whole body t...emble while Dwight wiped the rag, wetting her whole arm. He repeated with her other arm, leaving nothing dry but her head, shoulders and back.Maddy's heart was pounding as the wet cloth settled on the back of her neck. She closed her eyes, relaxing in the delight of refreshment rescuing her from the heat of the mountain. Dwight slowly massaged. Not that a quiet day was abnormal as Paradise was, is and always will be a calm and peaceful place, but to see St Michael troubled was unheard of, so a great angelic host gathered around to hear the news.St Michael moved to the position appointed for a conversation with the Great Presence and waited to be acknowledged. A great chime rang out to indicate that the Great Presence’s private assistant Mary would attend him. She came into the chamber smiling with a couple of lambs gambolling around. Nobody seemed to take notice of it, or if they did they said nothing about it. They all had their own complex and troublesome fish to fry.For Connie, it was an exceedingly difficult week.It wasn't just the pain. It was where the pain was. She still had her urge. She still needed to come. Her cunt itched, it begged for release. She needed it.She couldn't have it.She couldn't touch her cunt. It felt like fire was searing the sensitive bruised flesh each time she tried it.She even took to wearing. I moved to Mommy and stood between her legs. My cock was stiff and throbbing right in front of her face.Mommy took my cock gently with one hand while her other hand played with my balls. She looked up into my eyes while she very tenderly teased my cock and balls with her hands and long red nails.‘Mommy wants to lick your cock so much and have your sperm. Do you want Mommy to lick your cock?’ she asked looking into my eyes with sheer lust.‘Oh yes, Mommy, please,’ I answered desperately, putting.