Are you passionate, Benin? I can tell that answer already. I see... in your eyes..." He continued in much the same way until he suggested she share so...e wine with him.After she began to feel a little woozy from the alcohol, Signor Garcia then asked her if she had a boyfriend, was she a virgin and whether she'd let boys 'touch' her. He began to snort, not unlike 'the Father' when the priest had molested her 4 years ago. But this time Benin didn't feel revulsion. She felt sorry for the depressed. ”I helped pull her skirts clear of her feet and slipped her dainty shoes off and even pulled back the covers and lifted her onto the bed.“And you lot can bugger off, shows over,” I announced and I closed the curtains.Miss Williams was breathing heavily so I helped unlace her corset and threw it aside at which point she fell asleep.I cuddled up to her for warmth. My member nuzzled her ass hole but I thought better of it and held her round the waist cupping her breasts as I too fell into a deep. My system was now experiencing as great a physical shock, as emotional. I felt heat, warmth, softness, gripping muscles, erotic ridges, textures, and so much more. I'd seen few bare beavers. Not only was I seeing a beautiful pussy, I was seeing my sister's for the first time since her infancy.A virgin's body was not designed to handle many sexual shocks. My hips came very much to life. I began to thrust upward so hard I caused Barb to make 'ooof' sounds as I knocked the air out of her. My sperm. Each was a leather strap, buckled in place and providing embedded silver rings for restraint attachment. Ned walked his candidate to the table. His hands cupped her ass cheeks as he boosted her aboard. She scrambled to lie down, face up, arms cooperatively waiting at her shoulders. Ned let her wait. He spread her legs and used the ankle cuffs to bind her ankles to the corners of the table. Acknowledging her inviting pose, he clipped her wrist bands tight to the other ends table legs. He pulled.