I wanted to touch her now and she gave the opportunity I was looking for. I went back and put my hand on her bare back. She was still wearing her blou...e. She then loosed her blouse and asked me to apply soap all over her back. When I touched her back it was like a shock to me. I have touched her several times before but this time it was a different feeling I put my hand in side her blouse and started applying the soap all over her back. She was wearing a bra that was getting in my finger while. Seeing the Cleric on his knees, they joined him on the floor. As the voice originated from the center of the room, the men shook in fear. "What is your mission?" To bring peace to this ravaged land."The voice echoed through the room again. "Are you willing to die for peace?"Oscar answered, "There is no higher cause."The voice, strong enough to carry through the whole town, stated, "You shall do."As the golden glow faded, Oscar turned to leave the room. The Cleric rose and faced him. He felt. "Come on!" she said, "let's finish off!"I got behind her and took hold of her hips, positioning my cock to the entrance of her cunt and rubbed its tip to get it nice and wet with her juices. I then thrust forward and my cock slipped inside her, swallowed in the warmth of her moist vagina. We fucked, my hips moving back and forth and my balls swinging with the motion. To be honest, it was a little awkward; the bed was bouncy and my thrusts were not that deep and I found it difficult to build up. The skirts were so very short, the tops just so very brief, the heels so tottering and precipitous. And the faces. Sometimes so thick with make-up that it was difficult to imagine what the actual features underneath might be like.And then Martin saw her. And he felt a slight tightening of the throat and a thump in his chest as the excitement of encounter came closer. The girl he'd had so many times before that he was almost a regular. She wasn't the prettiest girl in the world. But none of them.