Melissa and Janet then coated each anus with lubricant before inserting an odd looking object.Mother and Theresa grunted as the butt plug was forced i...to their rectum - a meter long mane of hair hanging from the end of the object still visible between the cheeks of their abused bottoms.Theresa ran to her son and fell prostate at his feet - mother came to me and did the same, her lips kissing the top of my bare feet. Gerald motioned Melissa over to his chair and she came willingly, straddling my. ”“That’s okay, I can’t expect you to sit at home like a monk for the next month.”He smiled, “If you asked, hun, I’d do it.”My spirit’s lifted as I looked at Neil’s face and saw the depth of his love for me.“Well maybe not a monk then, maybe just a naughty priest who’s allowed out to play some of the time,” I giggled.Neil and I chatted about all kinds of stuff, including conversations he’d had with our girls, and this just made me feel all the more homesick. I didn’t want our conversation to. Angela is what I've always been called." How did that happen?" I asked."I was found on the steps of the convent, just a few weeks old, wrapped in a blanket. Pinned to the blanket was a note. It said 'Her Name is Pyx.'" Wow!" exclaimed Vonda. "Sounds like something out of Charles Dickens."The novice nodded. "Social Services took me into custody. The sisters petitioned the courts to let them raise me, since it was obviously my mother's desire. The judge agreed."At the same time, they petitioned. I could see Jerome standing by his front door but not my wife. He was wearing nothing but a pair of boxer briefs that fit so tight you could see almost everything he has. In less than a minute Marisa walked over coming from the bedroom with her cell phone in hand. She had mentioned she left in some where by mistake last time we spoke; must have forgotten it there during her recent visit. Jerome said something of which she seemed to disagree with. As she moved to the door to leave he blocked the.