My wife is about to divorce me. I have been excommunicated from my church, and I have no farm animals. The only thing that I have to look forward to i... a jail sentence. I have to ask myself, why did I do what I did? Until I did what I did with Ginny, I thought that my life was full and Godly, my family was properly subservient to God and to me as the church required, I had a productive farm, and I had the respect of my congregation. Then a demon entered my life, an obsession that I could not. He began grunting again and I felt his cock twitch and then another stream of semen flooded my cunt. I was on the verge of another shattering climax and the sensation of his spunk squirting all over the inside of my snatch tipped me over the edge. I came violently, I almost convulsed with the intensity of the myriad sensations erupting and flowing through me, caused me to cry out loud,"Ohhhhh God, Jean-Luc, fuck me more, uhhhh, go on, fuck me more." Jean-Luc had to put his hand over my mouth to. ”“Those who were, put the sacred lizard places near the river wisely,” added frogmouth. “The blue-tongued lizard regrows his tail and the totems have the power to regenerate anything they feel that they have lost. It is possible, perhaps likely, that with the dam gone, the lizards will restore the shrubs and grasslands that were drowned.”“We can but hope,” said the nungungi. “I will be not-here again soon. You will have to help Josiah and Ezekiel.”“How?”“That has not been shown me. Frogmouth. She wanted to be a bad girl, she wanted to be teased and punished. To be tied up and made to cum and squirt until her body gave out. To see what it would feel like to be used for hours by my cock until I had pumped her so full of cum that it would start to overflow and spill out of her pussy. I do remember the first time she was tied up and left defenceless. I was free to caress and tease every inch of the perfect body as she grew hotter and hotter. Her pussy completely soaked by the time I.