"How do you like them doors?" Elmer gloats as he leads us through. "We just finished putting them in. They was some find."The room that Elmer leads us...into is even more decorated then the hallways outside. The murals on the walls this time, show not the cute pastoral sense but rather, looming mountains and bright sunlight. The whole room is lit up like high noon with as many candlelight and chandeliers as that could be stuffed onto the walls and in the ceiling. While we are busily looking. ”“It probably won’t be necessary anyway,” l said pulling the bedclothes off her, “get out of those stupid pyjamas and let’s fuck, l’ll give you a proper fucking.”“Where’s your condom,” she said.“There’s no point if you think you might be pregnant already, anyway they’re back in my room and l’m fed up with waiting, get naked and open your legs.”“You’re such a pig,” she said, slowly unbuttoning her pyjama jacket.“Come on, don’t hang about,” l said, grabbing hold of the bottom of her pyjama. He rammed into her harder still, wanting to make his lover feel his love for her, driving deeper into her with every stroke. Suddenly, he stopped, pulled out and pulled her onto his lap, before sliding back into Jen’s almost dripping pussy. As she slid down onto him, she gasped loudly and circled his neck with her arms, placing a passionate kiss, her tongue searching for his. He held her by the waist, and let her ride him. Aaron could feel how close she was to releasing her love juice over his. Once inside it was easy to blend into the crowd when the place started filling up. They stood at the back of the tent during the entire sermon, Art noticed occasional curious sideways glances from the sheriff standing a few people away from them, but the officer didn't question them.At one point during the sermon Art almost split a gut when Bishop related a stupid story about some retard frog kid with the name of Claude. Jesus Christ. What these fucking people wouldn't fall for he thought to.