” He hurriedly tightened the cuffs around her wrists — looking for but receiving no indication that she was in distress — then affixed them to t...e aforementioned ring, sitting back to admire his handiwork. He noted, and filed away for later consideration, that while she placidly submitted to everything Faith was doing, she flinched every time he touched her. Does that mean what we’re doing is more, or less, welcome when it’s coming from me? Or is it that she’s not supposed to be submitting to. "Just that I was to go back to Chicago, and my mom was to stay here."Ember was shocked. "That's not the plan!" Our plans are not the same as the goddess's," said the priestess."Livia was only to be here about a month, to help get the church started. She was then to go back to our base church in Chicago, leaving my sister in charge. But I guess that is not to be."Bernard changed the subject. "Did the goddess speak to you, Henry."He nodded. "But I want to talk it over with Livia first." She spoke. .Papa- rani bitiya ab main tujhe chod ke pel ne wala hon..tari sil torna hain na…Rani- mari bati chod baap…please muje cod ke pel kar do…main aap ki batch eke maa ban na chahti hun….Papa- han rani tujhe mai mere batche ki maa bana dunga…Bolke papa apna lund rani ki chot main dal diya…Rani-aaaaaoooooohhhhaaahhaaha….hai mar dala re kya land dala hai….main mar jaowngi papa..aa.hhaaa…kitna bara land hai aap kaa….main mar gayi…Papa- tu maragi nahi…tu to chod ke pel honi ayi hai randi…..Ye keh ke. There were fine, sharp hairs poking my tongue. The taste was strong, heavy earth tones invading my taste buds. I could feel specks of grime on my tongue, leaving a residue. This was disgusting and unsanitary. Her asshole quivered against my tongue. She clenched her ass, and a fart hissed out of her, directly into my mouth. I felt a burst of hot air blow into my mouth, immediately filling my senses with the overwhelming smell and taste of shit. I could feel anxiety swell up in my chest. "Holy.