.. fuck” I said trying to push him out of me, but he held on tight. I looked over at my husband in hopes of him rescuing me, but he was too busy fuc...ing MRs. Whatever her name was… “Relax baby I’ll go slow now” he said pulling my face back to meet his, his hips started moving really slow as his dick moved in ad out gently of my stretched pussy. The pain slowly faded away, I held on to him very tightly as he continued to fuck my pussy. He kisses me again, I held on to his head as we caressed. " Maybe a little bit at first, but then I know you'll grow to love it,Stefanie."I knew that I wasn't going to be able to stop him. I realized that as awoman, he expected me to satisfy his carnal needs. Maybe if I did itwillingly, no matter how degrading, it wouldn't physically hurt toomuch."Oh God!, Oh God! It hurts. It hurts too much." I pleaded. He was inthe full throes of sexual desire so my protests didn't stop or evenslow him down. I felt his throbbing organ push deeper into my. Their Colonel in Chief was a Royal Duke, and ours was not, and so the 2nd/69th was evicted from Lincoln Castle, to make room for the returnees. Nonetheless, my stay in Lincoln, although truncated, was pleasant, and not without incident.The first reason for my pleasure was that I reacquainted myself with the lubricous girls of the Temple. Since the battalion left Lincoln, in 1809, there had been an entirely new batch of acolytes, who were even more wanton, and inventive than the previous. Let’s introduce our newest members.”I followed Reverend Jackson up on stage. The choir sang Beautiful One as everyone made it to their seats. When the song ended, Reverend Jackson stepped up to the podium.“Welcome. The choir is right; we have two new members of our congregation that are beautiful ones. Let me introduce you to David Pratt and Jacob Dawson, who they are calling ‘Coby.’”He handed me Coby so I could take him to our seats. We were lucky there wasn’t any crying during the service. I.