Do this as oft as you will, in memory of me.'"I tore off a fragment, and handed it to Phil, on my right. "Phil, the body of Christ, for you."When he'd...eaten the bread, I handed him the plate. "Each of you, take, eat and offer the bread to your neighbour."Eventually, the plate came back to me and Teri, nervously, handed me a fragment of bread. "J ... Jim ... th ... the b.b.body of J.J.Jesus f.f.for y.you."I smiled at her, took and ate it, and having swallowed, lifted the goblet. "After supper,. . I've already told you, didn't I?" "I know, but... I'm sorry... Is it bothering you, sis?" "Mmmm...... Mhnot exactly..."Synthia wasn't bothered. Even though it still wasn't too comfortable for her. Sometimes, to be able not to question herself, Synthia wouldn't mind to be taken by force. Knowing that, Mike was kind enough to not deny her this pleasure. He would gladly violated her on his own terms. Sometimes.But these other times, Mike preferred to be stumbled over his silly fetish-things.. I would attempt quench this fervor, slowly, methodically and with such a passion that she would sometimes pass out momentarily. As I pulled my tongue from her vulva, my face glistening with her wetness, I slowly placed the rubbery head of a rubber cock against her. I heard her gasp as I applied pressure, watching her lips stretch around the bulbous head and begin its journey deep inside of her. I watched as her lips seemed to suck at the rubber cock, drawing it in, swallowing the long, thick. She thought of Daddy, the new man she had known only for a few hours. His neck was so strong. He had not bent at all, even when her feet came up off the floor. Daddy smelled of lime and spice. His beard was trimmed short and neat. Little One loved the feel of his beard against her cheek. Little One’s finger began to circle her clitoris. She dipped into her vagina to moisten the tip and went back to gently rub her sensitive spot. The scent of Daddy’s cologne filled her mind again as she rubbed.