” God’s fingers pushed into my asshole, joining Jesus’s and stretching my rim beautifully. I cried out as my back fixed into a concave curve, my...pale, full breasts jiggling in Jesus’s face, my ass protruding from my skirt, my head flung upward and my face a portrait of sexual intensity. My eyes were wide and writhing, my mouth agape and trembling. I couldn’t hold back anymore, and I belted out a last cathartic shriek of pure ecstasy. The cock driving into my pussy forced one last thrust, and. She arrived on that deck, struggling awkwardly up a steep companionway, led by Miss Judith on the end of her collar and chain. Across her thighs flamed two fresh swathes of pain... on account of the fact that Miss Judith had considered her too slow in getting into the required posture when she had entered the cabin.Julia stumbled as she reached the deck, looking around her in bewilderment, blinking in the strong sunlight. For the first time it was truly apparent to her that she was on board a. They control more than just the river.”“Yes, Kristi said that last night.”“Then we want to be farther from it when we stop.”“Okay.” That made sense, since they knew the lay of the land better than we did.We spent the rest of the day, and half of the next with no sign of them. While we were eating lunch, Kristi said, “My Mama and Pap live down around the next bend.”“Did you want to stop and see them?” I asked.“I would like to, but if they know that I’m free they will make me stay. When Pap gets. She was at the top of her stroke on my cock. Her husband was on the phone. As she told him she was thinking of having meat loaf for dinner, then she slid down on my prick. She laughed then and said, "I never let my meat loaf baby. You already knew that. It seemed he was laughing too. Mrs Martin kept sliding up and down on my prick. Apparently he asked her a question about something. She got off my cock and lay the phone on the table. She held a finger in front of her lips as she walked.