Pope Julius III must have awoken one fine day in 1528, and realized that the grandest of his grand inquisitors was almost one hundred and thirty years...old. So he sent a Jesuit to destroy the Franciscan, then altered dates on documents, burying all evidence that the man was no longer a man, and hadn’t been for over a century. But he didn’t bury Torquemada. No, his remains were burned. Like those of so many of the Inquisition’s victims. I would have labeled that ‘ironic’, if I was still human. I. Mandy’s body shuddered, and she let out a sigh. I kissed her lips, and then her neck. Slowly I kissed lower down her body till I found an erect nipple and began flicking my tongue over it, and sucked it into my mouth giving it a gentle nibble. Mandy let out several moans of pleasure as I rolled her onto her back.She had a hand on my head stroking my hair and her other hand caressing my shoulder. I kissed all over her breast’s and then moved my kisses southward to her navel, and I circled my. He put his undies back on and Allison and I lit a cigarette. After we’d smoked I laid on the bed and said “Robin I’m going to show you how to satisfy a girl” “Ok” “Pull my knickers down” as he did I spread my thighs, “Touch me”, he ran his finger down my slit, “Finger me” as he did I gasped.“Slowly finger my cunt then move your finger upwards” as he did as I asked his finger glanced my clitoris, “That’s it Robin touch me there, right there” as his finger touched my clit, I gasped. He was doing. "This was actually the truth. I was standing under the warm spray of the shower, with my own hand all soaped up, slowly stroking my hardening appendage. I had to admit it was hot watching Lizzy go after Vicky, even if her banter left me chuckling to myself. It was funny hearing my sweet vixen of a daughter telling a card carrying dyke to relax and let her teach the dyke how it's done. I wondered what Vicky was thinking. The young woman had stopped resisting, which was good. Their play was.