“I’m so close, make me cum, please make me cum,” Chloe gasped between flicks of his tongue.When her Daddy had told him that he would get a chanc... to use Chloe, he had spent weeks researching cunnilingus, watching instructional videos, and even practicing. He had stolen a pair of his sisters’ panties and made a makeshift vagina out of a pillow and an orange with a slice cut out of it. His mother had praised him for eating so many oranges as every day he spent time practicing for this moment. He. She knew her protests were pointless, that she wanted him to be there and wanted to do the things she knew they’d do. But it was a part of a ritual that had developed between them. ‘I can’t…not again.’ ‘Come on, babe, sure you can,’ Rod said. He began unbuttoning his uniform shirt. ‘I know you don’t want your old man to know why you’re getting so much police attention lately. You don’t do you?’ ‘I…I…’ Nancy mumbled. She felt herself begin to tremble. He was right. If her husband found out what. In front of him are two kneeling boys with the tops of their heads shaved. They are praying. One is frowning, the other grinning.Henry frowned. "What's a hierophant?" It's a Greek word, for a sacred explainer of mysteries." And what does this card mean?" It means conformity, captivity, mindlessly following of ritual, clinging to old ways, that kind of thing."That doesn't sound good." Not necessarily. As a priestess, I have to conform to the teachings of our church. Sometimes you have to conform. Orgasm and masturbation control at times, of course. That's just a reminder of my power, though at times I think that I overdid it, such as when you watched me with Pastor Jones. Of course, the real reason for that wasn't just my power, you know. I loved seeing you put so much seed inside Mary. I loved knowing that you would knock her up, sooner or later, if you kept it up. I was always so proud to see that, but try and understand that this purpose was defeated if you came earlier, since I.