You said so yourself … isn’t that right?’ Ann defensively answered, hardly knowing what she meant by those words. ‘Work? … Christ, girl, w...at’s wrong with you, anyway? You’re hotter than a pistol one minute, and the next you want to put me off for a Xerox machine. What’s the deal?’ ‘Hey, anybody in there?’ It was Carl’s voice, louder and more insistent than before. ‘We’ve got work to get done out here in case you haven’t forgotten!’ ‘Oooooohhhhh … I-I shouldn’t have let you touch my …!’. He went and got his camera and started taking pictures of Carl fucking Heather, and a lot of those pictures had Heather showing that she was loving what she was doing. Over the next 2 hours, both Carl and Cy fucked her and took pictures of it. Then they gave me a drink which I drank down in 1 gulp as I was so thirsty.The next thing I know is that everything is getting fuzzy and a thick fog went over my eyes and I must have passed out. I came to a few times and things were really fuzzy, but I. .. I want..." He pants, "I want more... more of you... I want your hot, thick, throbbing... I want your massive, endless, deep inside me... ah!" Daniel screams as I bite down on his shoulder once more. "Y-you're killing me... just keep going... I want you to pump that gorgeous, thick, long, twitching rod... ram it into me, deeper... harder... deeper..."I kissed his back and held him tightly as I continued fucking, before I feel him begin to tense up. "I'm gonna... I'm coming again..." Daniel. “Miloslava, would you begin calling the ladies of the parish, please?”“Yes, of course, Father,” Mrs. Sokolova responded. “Right away!”“Subdeacon, would you get in touch with the choir director and lead chanter? Let them know the funeral service is going to be Thursday morning at 9:00am at the parish, with the burial in the parish cemetery immediately afterwards. I also need you to ensure everything is prepared. Alexey Ivanovich, I assume you will give Subdeacon Michael the day off?”“Yes, of.