“You see, Jehovah kinda changed his mind about half that stuff, had a sort of mid-life crisis, and chose me to rewrite the canon, which I have. I wr...te the really unpleasant stuff out of Revelation, among other things, of course. But I’m still immortal, as is Jessica, and I’m still gonna rule the world. It’s all in the Book of Jack,” I showed Rita the Tome, pointing to the passages scrawled out in my own blood.“You ... wrote this in your own ... blood. Why is it in Enochian?” Rita showed me. Meri chut ke theek samne uska lund tha.. Or bilkul sehi ragdne laga .. Me pagal hoti ja rahi thi.Ab me bhi apne ap ko aage piche karne lagi.. Mere boobs uski chaati par lag rahe the..Usi samay piche se ek or ladka meri gand marni start kar di.. Shayed use pata chal gya tha ki kya chal raha hai.Wo to literaly meri gand pakad kar jhatke mar raha tha.. Me pagal ho rhi thi.. Dono log mjhe buri tarah chod rahe the. Me apne hosh khone lagi or unke uper giri ja rahi thi. Piche wala ke hath ab mere. .Francesco .......dirty wounded tired,,,,,walking tied to the horse by the pulled rope.....he tried not to fall both due to the chain that due to the pegs.....he did not want the Claudia whip. But....But in the same time was excited.....the situation: tied , hooded. gagged. assplugged........his exhibitionist side wanted to be seen. be exposed......and cock grew....the excitement grew....and two clothespin fell to the ground......After 30 minutes of walking finally arrived! The Mistress entered. Lucy complained she was cold. So I lit the log fire to warm the room up. I had Sweet and Sour Pork which turned out to be a bad choice. I spilled a big dollop of the sauce down my blouse. Lucy giggled. Heather just smiled, got off the sofa, and knelt down in front of me. She started to lick the sauce off my blouse, where it landed on my right breast. Heather concentrated on the area of sauce around my nipple. It was standing erect, pushing against the thin material of my blouse. I forgot all.