Her hand rubbed at them as she leaned over, trapping his hand between her thighs. The priest leaned back in his seat, trembling in anticipation of the...girl's mouth on his cock.“That's it, slut,” he growled as her fingers pulled down the waistband of his boxers. His dick popped out, waving before her lips.“Such a bad priest,” Hope purred. “You should be a shamed of yourself, making a sweet, innocent girl suck your cock.”“You are no innocent,” Father Augustine growled, shoving his fingers deeper. What they said?” he stammered. Claire looked crestfallen at the question. She nodded, frowning, “Are you ashamed of me?” He shook his head, having uncertain but disturbing thoughts. Claire lifted his hand and gently caressed his knuckles. “You shouldn’t have done that for me, Shiloh.” “You’re my sister,” he said flatly. “I’m almost done with high school. I’ll be gone in a month, but you have to come back here next year.” “I’m going to miss you,” he said without thinking. “I’m going to miss you. After a while Steve said that it was time to untie the bitch so that they could start fucking it, but Tony delayed that until he'd taken a series of good photos. "I'm going to spread her pics all over the net and give lots of her personal details. "What's your last name by the way," he said to back up what he'd said. I told him and also answered a variety of other personal questions that he had. "It would be great if she became known locally as a whore and it ruined your marriage," he said with. Even though he couldn't understand a single word of what was being sung, he knew whoever was singing had incredible talent. He arrived at a clearing and his jaw dropped.At the clearing, an elven woman was playing what he assumed was a harp (knowledge is rather limited for a barbarian) and, of course, singing. She was... She was... out of this world. He had heard tales of what humans often referred to as the "Nature Angels" or even "Forest Beauties", but... those tales did not nearly enough.