The slippery wetness of my body didn’t dislocate the possessive grip of your hands on my hips. I'd waited for this moment, and a deep pleasurable...sigh escapes you while you part me effortlessly and begin to ride my ass holding my hips steady for the next push, again and again with each thrust impaling yourself deeply in my tender treasure penetrating me­­­ until my walls yield Your hands slide up my back and along my shoulders roaming an anointed a path everywhere at. “Think of an Earth where Mages are the priesthood and venerated as the chosen of God, and who truly believe that they are at that. Imagine the problems they have with a bunch of other Mages from other Earths who simply regard them as slightly backward cousins,” Morgana chuckled.“No common ground at all?” I asked.“No, other than the fact that they are Mages and can do magic very well indeed, but that the use of magic is used mostly to demonstrate to the rest of their population just how. I didn't mention that if things went as usual, by the end of the week she might feel like a bride after her wedding night. A lot of last Friday's lunch table chatter had been about The Program. Who'd be in it first was topic A. No one knew at that point, of course, except maybe Hadiya, and she wasn't talking. Along with the usual good-natured teasing there'd been serious talk about relief and reasonable requests. Hadiya wasn't talking but she listened intently. It had to be a lot for a virginal. He went inside the bathroom and pulled mam’s towel down and told her if she cries one more time he will call the watchman. Mam was all down on her knees trying to cover her breast and pussy with her hands and we enjoyed recording the entire session.The watchman was done talking on his phone. Realising this mam hurriedly took her towel and tied it down. Even we ran back and took our hiding places. The watchman came and again asked mam to hold his chair. As he went up trying to fix the geyser..