”“It'll be okay,” Reina added, standing up and brushing off the hay stuck to her ass. “Let's get dressed.”I found my dress quickly, ashamed ... didn't have any undergarments. I had become such a loose person since marrying the twins. I liked how loose I was. But we were violating the new Church's rules. For as long as I can remember, the new rules had been preached to me.Rex took care of Alison, stripping off her packsaddle and throwing the bags over his shoulder. Reina took my hand, and we. Lust had filled Otto’s eyes as he moved towards me. My eyes were fixed on his tool as he moved in close and then once again penetrated my inner sanctum. Just the feeling of him entering me again was enough to send me into another orgasm. I grabbed onto his muscular arms and held on for dear life as I lost control of my body. Everything blurred and went black as my eyes closed and my ears rang with the sound of my heartbeat and gasping for breath. The seismic wave that swept through my body must. I would suck his cock until I recognized him. If I was unable to do this, then I would incur another three strokes. The young man would then get to spank me for not remembering the feel or taste of his cock. My clit pulsed as he explained the rules.Soon I was hefted up and carried to my first cock. With my blindfold on and my arms pinned behind me, I was lowered onto the first cock. It was a nice fit and I was soon grinding on it. I kept thinking of whose cock it could be but was distracted by. “But yes, we do need to come up with something, anything!”“Yes,” he said.The funeral was attended by a relatively small group of people. Cecilia Scott was not an outgoing person. People who did know her respected her and, yes, one could say loved her. But the fact was, there were not a lot of people who knew her, at least not intimately. When her husband had died so many years before; she’d become a semi-recluse. She did go out mostly with her daughter when she lived at home, but not a lot.Lea.