”“Continue,” the faceless voice from the other side of the confessional screen intoned.“I have had impure thoughts -” there was a pause. “...f you.”The slightest sound of a person clearing their throat sounded like thunder in the silence.“And?”“Last night, I couldn’t help myself. I touched my sexual organ and became aroused.” I have sinned, there was the sound of regret heavy in the voice. “I masturbated in front of God, and the Blessed Virgin.”“Did your sinful act cause you to – climax?” The. The whole room was filled with the aroma of our fucking of last night what a heady fragrance! I could now feel blood rushing into my penis and it soon was hard like a rod red hot and a bit bruised due to last nights encounter. Today was going to my day I promised to myself. I would show this slut that I was the boss. I turned her over to her back on the bed her massive tits rolling, nipples hardened thighs spread and both the holes wet and fiery red bruised from the heavy treatment they. God, I really missed this place.”“This place, or me?”Claire gave me a playful look. That girl sure knows how to make me smile. It’s great having someone else in the house to talk to besides our lazy golden retriever, Ace. He doesn’t hold a conversation well. That being said, she talks a lot. Like, a lot. She gets it from her mother. But that’s my angel so it’s fine. I was happy when she said she was going out shopping today. That meant I could watch sports in peace. It’s the little things,. Now that the dragon had tasted her, he would most likely commence to eat her. Any second now, she would scream in pain as the dragon’s razor-sharp teeth or claws would tear through her like a knife through one of her farm’s grapes. But instead, she just felt the dragon’s tongue again lick her stomach and breasts.In her skin and her fear-induced sweat, the dragon could taste something delicious. After years of living on a vineyard and basically being raised on wine, the taste of fermented grape.