My body throbs, my breasts are heavy, and my pussy feels as if a floodgate is about to open. I love each ball with the tender care I would bestow on a...fragile piece of clay. Sucking and sliding my tongue, I move from them to his cock, once again. ‘Soon,’ is all I hear, and I know that it’s time. Time for us to release ourselves, to free ourselves from this locked and barred prison. My mouth aches to encase his cock fully, my hand working to guide him in deeply. As his head grazes my teeth and. "No, I need to get screwed." She decided.June and company finally arrived at their destination, jolly old Saint Nick, sitting in a large throne-like chair. By this time, June had become more explicit in her wants, "I need to get fucked. Seriously fucked." She thought to herself with determination.Santa looked up from June's niece who was sitting on his knee as she prattled off all the dolls she wanted for Christmas. He studied June for a moment. June's heart nearly dropped to her feet. Had she. As initiate of adying ancient faith, when impure male warriors decided to overturn theGoddess in Nature and deny the Lunar deity.Rogue males in rebellion against the Divine Mother, our Earth herself!It all seemed so logical at the time, worship the Sun instead. One Sunequals one God, a man of course. Always an ego driven (supposedlyheroic) warrior, a bonehead who couldn't see past his sword arm,usually.Unfathomable men using clever magick tricks and claiming to be god,just add in a few shills. Wehave also spent a lot of time and effort cleaning the house. I think weneed a change and I would like to show you our property today. How doesthat sound?"Linda was thankful for anything that got her out of cleaning duty andreplied, "That sounds like a pleasing idea Mistress. Thank you."Despite the slightly disrespectful choice of words, Jane was glad to seeLinda perk up with the news that they would not be cleaning."Have you ever ridden a horse Linda?" asked Jane."Not since I was a kid.