It had white walls with what appeared to be rose tapestries on silk covering much of the wall space. The same rose pattern was used to upholster the l...rge circular couch in the center of the room. A shaft of sunlight flooded into the center of the room through a domed skylight and lit the place fairly well.When my aunts and I were all in the room the priestess turned and said, "Welcome to the Mothers house on this special day Alison. My name is Sister Anya. Please make yourself at home; you. He smelled foul, but more than made up for it by how he felt against her.And it felt good – his body was hard and lean against hers, one of his hands kneading her ass, the other stroking up her spine. She could feel him hard against her thighs, and he shuddered deliciously when she rocked her hips against him.She wanted this – wanted him – so badly it hurt. But he’d just had an attempt on his life, and she wasn’t about to let him hide from that truth. He needed to deal with it – and she needed. " I thanked him, and asked Victor to pay special attention to the next day's lecture."That evening, I told Adeline I was bringing a certificate proclaiming my clean bill of health."What would you like first? I'll suck your cock or you can rest your hand on my shelf?" Let me think about it. That's going to be a tough decision," I teased. "What would you like from me?" Oh, Honey, what you offered to do to my clitoris sounded outstanding."We planned every minute of our weekend. Adeline urged me to. ’ ‘So while you are hotly running on the sand, kicking sand into every crevice of your body, risking sunburn and heat stroke, you are doing nothing but running. I, however, am sitting under the awning and having a discussion about the fire pit. I have no concerns about stray sand or sunburn and I’m not actually discussing the merits of the fire pit. And while you are expending your energy running and getting sand kicked up your ass, I am very happily not really discussing anything to do with.