The night of a girl’s ceremony would be preceded by a full day of preparation by the other priestess acting almost like ladies in waiting, helping h...r bath, dress in her undergarments of silk and linen, and accompany her to the chamber of the High Priestess. The High Priestess would greet the girl and her entourage and vacate the premises for the day while the other priestess helped the girl use items that had been arrayed upon the high alter for her use this night. The final contracts would. We drank a lot of beer and I decided to hold every pissing pecker. They liked it too and I rubbed them a few extra times when they were done. The beer had really got to me so I took my clothes off and stood in the trailer bathtub and peed a whole bunch for them to watch. All the guys pissed on my titties and cunt for laughs. It tickled.Hubby was pretty smashed so I put him to bed and started playing with the buds. They gave me some good hard cock and came in me a few times each. The married guy. I remained facing the place he had just vacated. I could not move. I could not cry. I would lie here forever, and McAllister's face with that look of utter disgust would float in front of my eyes for all that time. I heard the shower run for a long, long time. After he came out of the bathroom, I felt him leave. He returned a short while later, and from the rustling of clothing, I could tell he packed his suitcases to leave. The snick of the door closing behind him told me he was gone."Miss. ”I shot him a glance and nodded agreement. I often regret that men and women have such different sexual agendas when sex is such a gift with potential to bring people together and keep them happy. “But that wouldn’t be as much fun, would it?” I teased him. He shot back a wicked look. “You’re right. It wouldn’t. Still, it means we have to be careful. I wish we knew someone in the local police service so we could keep tabs on any suspicions they might have that could lead them to us here.