Amelia's cell phone rang and she left the room.The next move was Corky's. She brought over some more water and tiltedthe glass above my mouth just eno...gh so I could swallow. I asked herwhat was going on. She smiled, shook her head and pointed toward thedoor. Obviously, Amelia was going to be the one to tell me. But fromher easy mood, I relaxed a bit. It felt a lot that they weren't lookingto kill me or harm me, just to teach me a lesson and have fun with me.Why, I still couldn't comprehend. But I had slipped into the pew with a few minutes to spare before Father Spencer talked and then you gave your sermon on chastity. Something I have heard over and over again. I know I will never be a virgin again, and to be honest if I could do my life over again I would keep it the same as it is now. Am I bad, Father?" I asked making my voice husky and no louder than a whisper. "No, child. You need to ask forgiveness of our Father for your sins, and to ask for guidance in not repeating your. It was soft and tasted like sweat. She lashed out at him, he felt remarkably solid for an animated skeleton. She didn't want to die, she had a chance now. She kicked at him, and her legs turned cold.He pinned her down, one hand over her mouth. She couldn't move, but she didn't care any more. The cloth in her mouth tasted bitter, salty, but it also tasted like Eckert smelled. The realization brought her back from her dreams. She quit thrashing and relaxed in his arms. He pulled the rag out of. He could hear her sharp breaths, pretty little moans. Oh Daddy, yes. He wrapped his hand around her body, just pressing the tip of his finger inside her cunt as he filled her ass. He could feel her squeezing her muscles tight around his cock as he finally got all the way inside. Shed been trained so well, knew what her father wanted without being told. He liked to enjoy this moment. The way her hole felt before hed pounded it, stretched it to take him. He watched his cock slide in and out of.