I need them inside me. Of course he knows this and slides two fingers into me torturously slow. I whine and arch as he hooks them into me massaging u...til I can barely stand."Please," I beg but he refuses to answer, he denies me any release but pushes me to edge continuously, dip and climb, wave after wave. I feel the audience shift their attention."They prefer you over her, the modest woman, the quiet one screaming for me to fuck her." I dig my nails into his arm and grit my teeth seeking. Things would definitely never be the same that was for sure.Annabelle grinned“Surely it wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world if you had to have sex with all of these beautiful women”My eyes nearly bugged out of my head as I had not even thought of this yet as an outcome. “It’s kind of funny actually” she mused. “The life that I escaped from is pretty much your mission and ministry her at the monastery”For the first time I saw the funny side and began to laugh. Then I laughed a bit more. And he adored the lush low sounds she made at the back of her throat as ifshe couldn't get enough. It became a game: would he thrust deeply enough forher to catch him? And if he didn't, would he miss her juicy sucking? And couldhe ever get enough before he exploded . . . he felt like he could go on andon forever between her breasts and her hot eager mouth. One more thrust, one more, one more again, between her lips and into paradise,and one more still . . . he pulled back for still another. Her pink slit was totally visible and I felt my leg get weak and warmth pool on my underwear. Simah knelt next to her and lowered her face to Sarah's opening. Her head blocked my view so i moved closer, much to Sarah's amusment. Simah's tongue flicked out and brushed over Sarah's clit. Sarah grunted in response and unconsiously wove her fingers in Simah's hair to pull her closer. By the time Sarah came on Simah's face i had unbuttoned my shorts and had a finger in myself, trying to stimulate my.