When his fingers entered me, I took a deep breath and moaned, thrusting my hips out like a cheap slut, to meet his naughty fingers.He cried out that m... cunt was soaking wet.His hand moved quickly, finger fucking me very hard and fast. I moaned all the more as he inserted another finger into my cunt.He suddenly got me totally naked and he kept fingering me.I was lost in ecstasy; I moved my body in rhythm to his fingers.He found my clit and worked it with his finger and thumb. I then moaned. They had even gone to the bar a few times together. She had to show Angie some mercy! The treatment of slaves was just so? rough. Angie did not deserve to be treated so rough! Surly Jessica would say to her partner, ?go easy on this one, she’s one of us.?But she never heard those words. Once she had cleared the low door, a strong, firm hand thrust itself into her hair, gripping it tightly close to her scalp. The action was rough, and inexplicably Angie felt a sudden heat from her sex. In what. It wasn’t long before a finger stroked its way up my thigh. It started from my lower calf and slowly eased its way upwards. I could feel it scrape and wasn’t sure whether it was a finger or some kind of tool. When it caressed across my thigh I swear I could have come. The touch was so soft and my tender flesh was eager to experience more of the same punishment.It wasn’t long before my wish came true. Two hands started to eagerly stroke my inner thigh. I started sighing and moaning. I. Miriam entered the confession booth at Saint John the Devine Catholic Church with much trepidation and almost immediately left. But she heard the small communications door slide open and instinctively said, “Bless me Father for I have sinned.”Over the next several minutes, Miriam poured out her heart and soul to a seemingly kindly and understanding priest. Little did Miriam know the priest had a hidden peephole and was viewing her the whole time.The priest was not condescending or judgmental.