They were happy in the knowledge that their money was being used for good deeds in the community and that all of the members of the church were filled...with divine grace and a devoted faith that inspired them to work hard in the fields of the Lord for final redemption for all of their many sins.The construction of the place of worship on Sentinel Mountain was in full swing that summer.The Hatfield girls were on the site providing food, drink and a little bit of extra incentive to the men. One of the videos was of the same event, only taken from behind you. Your hips were flexing, pushing and pulling as you rode the machine with its two dildos screwing your cunny and ass. The memory was potent. The image was lascivious and you were becoming very excited. You could smell the oil. There was a small bowl over a candle — it was steaming — the smell was coming from there. Wisps of incense smoke curled in the room. You felt a little dizzy. You saw your special locket on one of the. My breasts that I am informedhave caused a few of Monica?s friends to be quite honestly envois totheir shape and size, are still on complete display. Access to thesebeautiful appendages is unimpeded at this very moment. Where this goesfrom here is totally out of my control. I believe that this is theintended result of this new experiment. I love Monica but I will admitthat at this moment I?m completely at a loss in my life and my purposefor it. I do not know where this will lead.Monica leads me. And while I was nodding, I was pulling out my cell. She arrived an hour later, dressed to the nines. I had to think it had taken that long to make her the vision that finally showed up. "Jesus, you look great," I said. "Keep talking like that and you might get to do me," she said. "That is my sincerest hope," I said, smiling. We talked for some little while. I told her my sad story. She told me hers. We adjourned to her place. And, I fucked her until my cock was on the verge of needing.