Her thumb she pushed into her twat, while the first knuckle of her index finger slid up her ass. Three men, she continued to think, pushing the little...finger deep in her mouth. Her other two fingers began to masturbate her cunt and anus. She leaned against the back wall, sucked and fucked herself, and fantasized.She was straddling Lloyd, pumping his cock furiously in her pussy. Then Chris came up before her and held his wicked dick in her face. She swallowed it and ran her fingernails through. Turning away I walked in the opposite direction. Sometime later I found myself in the Cathedral Museum Shop that is underneath the nave of the Cathedral.Walking along the shelves of books, crosses, and icons I found Why I am Not a Christian, by Bertrand Russell. I had discovered Russell when trying to make sense of the War in Vietnam and my experiences in it. Because I admired his political writings I removed the book from the shelf and began to skim the contents.“You might find it. Mark couldn’t believe his eyes. The first thing he saw was Katy’s soft shaven pussy lying under her nightgown. He felt his cock twitch in his trousers. “Why aren’t you wearing any pants?” he asked trying to hide his growing member.“I never wear panties to bed Mark. Why do you like what you see? Do you want to see more?”Katy had now slid down on the sofa opening her legs more as her nightgown rode up above her swollen mound. “We could all have some fun, no one will ever know. It can be our. ” Lindsey smiled. “You will make some girl very happy,” she said, rubbing his chest. The door opened again, and David walked in. Lindsey had only met David a couple of times, but she could tell that he was handsome. He seemed a lot like her father, maybe a little younger. He was tall, and muscular. His tan skin and brown eyes were gorgeous. His short black hair was only slightly graying. All in all, he wasn't bad looking. Brian patted her thigh. “I am gonna go lay down kiddo. I will see you.