She took my cock in her right hand, took it out of her love-hole & expertly began to suck me once again. I wanted to control myself & carry on till et...rnity. I wanted to hold her tight and keep going forever. But, as they say, all things must pass and that all great things have to come to a natural end.The dam’s floodgates were opening, yes they wanted to open but I did not want it to end. But, alas I was at the crescendo of my orgasm & finally I came. She gulped the first spurt of my orgasm. ” the girl cried out. “Yesss...” as her fingers jammed into her own pussy.The woman brought her knee up between the girl's legs and pressed it hard against her allowing her to push with an inhuman strength. As the girl sank back into the soft quilt, the woman looked down at her knee. It was coated with the slick juices of the girl's release. She reached down and took some on her finger then raised it to her lips. It tasted good, like nothing she had tasted before. It had never occurred to her. " When? Who do you have to tell? You go to church? Shall I ask your father?" Oh damn, again, from deep in his brain came the aching want, the hope commingled with fear. Faith, please, whoever is my god, grant me faith. I beg of you almighty one, please. I can do the rest, but faith I need, everything else rests on that. "Marriage, I read somewhere, is healthy, good for you. Church?" Not much. I was a Catholic, but I quit, the abortion fight was too much for me." She had turned away and not seen. When he got married, his mother in law had 'blessed' his wedding ring.His wife told him the truth though; it was not a blessing as much as itwas a curse. It was meant to keep the man faithful. The curse was toensure the wearer remained a one-woman-man. It had no magical effectwhile worn, but removing it had consequences. If not put back on, theprevious wearer of the ring would be turned completely female withintwelve hours; ensuring he could be nobody else's 'husband'.Chris did not care.