She let me sleep as much as i wanted (which is almost all the time) and she made me a smoked salmon smoothie every other day. But now things have take... a turn for the worst. Erin's masturbation habits are ruining my sleep and the girl would rather play with herself than make me my smoothie.I sleep with Erin in her bed. I burrow under the covers and lay my head in the warmest place that i know – against Erin's pussy. But now she constantly masturbates and her hand is always hitting me on my head. A strength emanated from her that was far more than physical.Ansel’s memory flashed before him, seeing her naked, and bloodied, projecting that same powerful presence. He had never felt so attracted to someone, he chided himself, and squashed his arousal, ignoring it.++++++++++++++++++++++++ Arron the high priest, paced back and forth, in front of Gideon. “I do not care to hear your excuses man!” His face was red with exertion and rage. “She must be brought back to me! Find her and bring her,. Within a minute she was back with the diary, lighter and eye glasses and we stood behind the door, listening. The bedroom was close to the stairs, the walls quite thin, so if you were quiet you could hear the man, who we assumed was Curly Cavenagh, banging about in the kitchen.“He’s filling a kettle with water,” in a low whisper, Mary kept up a running commentary of Cavenagh’s movements and actions. “Now he’s turned on the gas and struck a match. The gas is lit and that ‘clunk’ was the kettle. "Aren't you going to come closer to me, Lydia?" she spoke, her voice thick with confidence and lust.Slowly, with her legs trembling, Lydia moved towards her. As she did Roxie stood up. Then she took her by surprise by pushing her against the wall, kissing Lydia hard. Her teeth were lightly digging into her bottom lip. Lydia parted her lips invitingly as her tongue slipped in and twirled with hers. Hot and wet, their saliva mixing together. Her heart was pounding so loudly in her chest it.