For the second time that afternoon, I stuck out my hand and took a warm,semi-hard dick in it. Having enjoyed the first one so much, it now feltthere w...s very little holding me back, even though this was no longer abusty slut sticking the cock in my face, it was a nicely built man. Ididn't feel any urge to stop as I began to stroke his shaft and flick mytongue over his circumcised head."Mmm, Tamsyn, that feels good," Frank sighed, "You are a natural whore."His dick was now almost totally hard in. "You-incestuous-little-slut!" He growled between clenched teeth at the same pace as he fucked me.I had never felt so much pain in my life. The boy I did it with had been very patient, and we played around a lot before actually doing it. Even so, I didn't even consider asking Daddy to stop. I rocked back and forth with his vicious movements, fucking me like a mad man. My breasts bounced hard and hurt as well, as they were very sensitive, but I didn't mind. The only important thing for me at that. Before she got into work that day she had to pick up a few bits from the supermarket. Finally making up the lost time she started to relax a bit and started to look around the shop when she realised she was in need of a pee as she had not been that morning so she headed for the toilet to reileve the growing ache in her bladder. She finally reached the toilets only to find that they were out of order and she was unable to relieve herself.A sudden panic flashed over her at the situation that she. The catalog description had simply said, “Old Bible, inscribed ‘In memory Elyssa and Bjorn Wyrich—undated.’”“We have hundreds of these old Bibles in the stacks,” Leslie said as she laid the book on the table. “If it’s in a canvas bag like this, then usually its condition isn’t too good. So be careful with it and if any pages fall out, try to stuff them back in the right order. You probably won’t need to look at anything but the first few pages. Usually that’s where the family records are kept..