Shetold me, she, never had behaved so nicely or freely with any person, and iWas making her feel so nice which even her husband would not have done to...her, Now she was all mine, ready to fuck from all the sides i started my act ofMassaging her big boobs, she milked me which was my dream come true, i lickedAnd sucked her big boobs, concentrated on fingering on her g-spot, she slowlyWhispered in my ears that since several months her husband had never fucked, I was too excited i remove her wet. It’s all wrong. The Bible is wrong. Your god doesn’t exist. My higher powers do exist, and they’ve given me, in their wisdom, perhaps as a sort of payback to the gadje, through their chosen vessel, your own sister, the power to inflict their vengeance on the gadje and those who have persecuted our ways, their ways. If even the man who converted you isn’t buying what he sold you, what should that tell you?“The same with Mom. Look at her, Dad! Right now, she doesn’t care a bit about her soul,. She was so kind, so gentle, and I just needed that so badly that I started crying all over again.She pulled back the bed covers and had me get in and I was still weepy. I looked up into her deep brown eyes and asked her to hold me.She hesitated and then broke down."Oh my God, Kathy, I don't know if I can," she said and sat down on the bed, a flood of tears pouring down her face.I was startled by her reaction. How could I have made her cry? "What's wrong, darling?," I asked softly, sitting up to. "No." Joan's voice came silkily from below and she nuzzled her nose for Myrna's clit.Myrna was incredibly disturbed. It was as if she wanted to be eaten softly by the kittenish tongue of the girl, but at the same time she wanted desperately to punish her. And it was evidence she could not do it with sex. The dilemma was ponderable but not while Joan licked between her legs. All right. The girl wanted submission. There was no better time to begin than right now."Stop that," Myrna ordered and.