They paid us to fuck the girls, and we always told them not to worry about birth-control, so they assumed that we had the girls on the Pill. Then we�...�d sell the babies after they were born. At first, we’d take the guys up to the cabin, but it got too hard to hide the pregnant girls from them and after one guy, who was sort of a regular customer, put it all together, well...” The story went on. Dad told me about building our house and that he’d also bought the house next-door, which was a. It is worse than I expected, but if we sacrifice ourselves and pray, there is a way. Lie down on the end of the bed, Sister." and as he spoke he guided the frightened but aroused young virgin over to the end of the bed and down onto her back."I have to do what Sister Capello did last night, my child." the immoral priest said softly. "We have to find out if you became perverted because another woman did this to you. I hope you didn't, my child, but if you find it unpleasant when I kiss you, tell. Great, he thought, the one person I find that might help me doesn’t speak English!He sighed in frustration, “Oh, I wish you could speak English!” he said.“Your wish is my command, Master!” she said in perfect English.Tony was astonished. “You speak English! Why didn’t you say so before?”“Because you didn’t wish it before, Master,” she replied.“What?” he said, puzzled, “Who are you?”“My name is Bridgette, Master. I am your genie,” she said.“My WHAT?” he asked again.“Your genie, Master. I am. He felt as if he were floating.He gently sucked her tongue, and in return she slowly, easily fucked his mouth, giving him all the tongue he could possibly want.It was unbelievably tender and quiet and oh-so-sexy.Irresistible.Her pale blue panties were totally soaked, yet still she felt a new trickle running down each time she heard a quiet groan rise from between his smooth full lips.Her flesh was so soft, her hair smelled so fresh, he could have creamed his jeans just about any second.When he.