”Bishop Mathys pushed himself into Gabrielle’s cell, closing the door behind him. At this proximity, Gabrielle couldn’t help but wrinkled her no...e at the wine on his breath, and the stink of his sweat.“You’ve been a thorn in my side for far too long, Gabrielle,” he hissed at her, keeping his voice low, “And how funny, how damned hilarious it is to see you fall on the authority of the church now, when you’ve been subverting my authority for years! But perhaps, you’re right, perhaps it would be. As I am 20 now, it is a 2-year crush. I would do anything to get near her and feel her touch. I would smell her handbag and lick it over the straps because it touches her armpits. My notable achievements in this regard include a kiss on my cheek, and her hand on my crotch, unintentional though. Once she accidentally left her nightie in my house, because both she and mom wore mom’s sarees and went shopping. That night was my biggest feast.I slept naked on her nightie, licking all over the parts. Lynn stroked Chuck's cock while her husband watched. She stroked from his bulbous head, down the shaft, to his tight balls. She felt heat emanating from his rigid organ. She kissed her husband and said, "Okay honey this is where you get your private show. Go back to the recliner and watch me do other things with Chuck I haven't done yet." Mike walked to the recliner and sat back down. Lynn slid Chuck's jeans and underwear the rest of the way off. She helped Chuck take off his shirt. He was nude. I had moved out of my room a month before and was living in the ship.I stopped at a second hand supply store and outfitted both girls. The black haired girl seemed shy but told me her name was Maira. It took a bit of coxing but the blonde's name was Susan. I had named the ship Saint George. She had once carried a crew of twenty with twelve sets of living quarters and two offices.I had removed the double bunks and replaced them with single larger beds from an old luxury liner. She had an extra.