In it Melissa hung crucified naked from the cross, with her face drawn in anguish. Melissa understood. "I deserve to be whipped and crucified" said Me...issa through her tears. "What do you want?" asked Father O'Neil. "I want to be crucified. I want to be punished, severely" answered Melissa. Both priests looked at each other, and then Father O'Neil said to the other, "So be it".They brought Melissa to the empty Church, and Melissa instantly saw the wooden crucifix that normally hung above the. Waves of pleasure swept over her. She turned and twisted in pleasure, one hand pulling on the back of Marsha's head, the other kneading her own tits. She lifted one swollen orb and began to suck her nipple as the second orgasm came quickly. She pushed her pussy into Marsha's beautiful face as the girl's mouth sucked and lashed it into final release. Dot collapsed in rapture. "Marsha! Honey! I am so impressed! You haven't forgotten your college education, sweetie. I guess it must come naturally. As Hector again busied himself in the kitchen, I began to stare at my watch. It was five p.m. The following twenty minutes seemed to take an age before the doorbell finally rang.“Why don’t you let Floyd in?” Hector suggested. When I opened the door my heart jumped for joy. Floyd was hunky, tough-looking, and just fuckin’ perfect. Floyd, however, had a bewildered expression and it was clear that Hector had not yet told him about me.“Is Hector here?” Floyd asked, with a puzzled expression.“I’m in. I massaged some oil into my swollen pussy, gliding it sensuously over my mound, thighs and ass, and squatted above my dildo. Hesitating only to gaze at your face, I plunged the entire length into my juicy hole, crying out your name so loudly that the entire neighbourhood now knows who I lust after. One hand firmly on the shaft of your... i mean MY dildo, the other rhythmically stroking from mound down to the shaft, I began rising and falling on that cock (which my mind was gratefully allowing.