I watched her move. She slid through the church doorway like a snake through desert sand. Finding the path of least resistance through the worshipers....She moved with purpose and with a quiet ignorance. As though those around her were mere shadows.She knelt, crossed her breast and shoulders and moved to light a candle. Her lips moved in prayer as the flame touched wick, sparked and crackled. I let myself drift closer until I could hear her whispered plea.As her flame touched each candle, her. " That's quite true," she gave me a kiss on the cheek. "You've done a wonderful job with this whole thing. I'm like your Galatea, aren't I?" Exactly," I agreed. I could look it up when I got home."And since you've gotten me this far," she said, "I think I'll trust you to do the shopping on your own. Now let's get back to the weights."The solution to her problem, according to Becca, was quite simple."Show her the tape," she smiled later that morning. She'd been smiling ever since I told her,. His tongue bathed her thighs. He lapped up every drop of that primal fluid. Just as Erin was a woman possessed, they communed, and her powerful feeding rendered Damian equally possessed. The mutual fire burned between them and bound them together.Erin released Damian’s hands, grabbed hold of the headboard, and thrust against Damian’s hungry mouth. Damian, increasingly insatiable, grabbed her ass and lapped greedily at Erin’s still-dripping pussy. His tongue searched everywhere for more. It dove. Goodwin? Are you still awake?" Yes, Kaley. What can I do for you?" I guess I was feeling a little lonely, being away from home. Can I snuggle with you for a while?"Now that was an offer I couldn't refuse. I held the sheet up and said, "Sure, come on in."Just before she climbed into bed, I got a quick glimpse of her form. She was wearing a white T-shirt, cutoff to just barely cover her breasts, and a white pair of bikini panties. Her body was perfectly silhouetted in the soft moonlight from the.