She had been right about her brother being good at bussing tables. He turned out quite good at plating and serving the desserts, too, much to my surpr...se. He tried to pour the wine, but each time he picked up a bottle he had to try a glass first. I did make a point of going by to thank him for doing a great job. That seemed to confuse him more than trying to remember why he started bussing tables.Once everyone finished, I found there was yet another ritual to go with our night of dinner and. He was having trouble pushing it in to her tight and dry body but with some hard pushing he at last managed it. Ruth gasped out loud now, he supposed with the pain but she didn't or couldn't try to stop him. He was thrusting into her with long hard strokes and now and again he would reach up and squeeze one breast then the other."What's it like?" asked one."Yeah, does it feel ok?" said a second."Yeah, fucking great man," he groaned. "Yes, yes, yes my slut."He was gripping her tightly around the. ”Chasity swelled up her chest. A nimbus of golden light sprang about her. “I am the Holy Prophetess of the Creator!” she declared, her voice ringing true. I heard her clearly. I shuddered in awe.The Preacher stumbled back. “What trick of the Enemy is this?”“No trick,” Chasity declared. She really was the holy saint. “I stood upon the slopes of Mount Sinai and restored the Gift! I plunged the dagger into my father's side and freed you! But I didn't free you so you could inflict more harm in my. I decided to forgo with using my fingers to loosen him up, I had a feeling he'd probably used some toys in that area from the look of it. Instead, I knelt behind Jamie and placed the head of my cock between her plump cheeks, squirting more lube onto my head and shaft.With a gentle, steady pressure, I fought against the tight muscles of her anus as I watched my sweet sissy son try to relax but too nervous. I leaned into him and the resistance suddenly gave and my head sunk into him, the tight.