" Ohhh. Ohhh. Uuhhh. Uuhhh. Ohhh! OHHH! UUHHH! UUHHH! MMMMMMM!" Stacy clamped her mouth onto mine, darting her tongue in and out of my mouth as I did ...he same. Our tongues intertwined as the pace of our thrusting increased. " OHHH! OHHH! UUHHH! UUHHH!" Ashley moaned as she pulled me tighter against her. She felt the feeling of arousal growing inside her, felt her body responding more and more to my attentions. " OHHH! OHHH!! UUHHH! OHHH! UH-UH-UH-UUUHHHHHOOOOOOOOO!!!!" 　Stacy groaning, ". Did she ever cum. I swallowed as fast as I could but it still ran out the sides of my mouth and onto the floor. All I could think of at that point was how good her cum tasted and that I did not want to miss a drop. I even licked her cum up off the floor. She asked if I liked that which I told her I did and that she wanted to have sex with me but the circumstances prevented us from having sex at that time. She wanted to know if I had ever had anal sex done to me but I never had. She wanted to. That is, unless you were in Scotland, of course.If you had any sense, you popped down to 'The Clinic' every couple of months where, if you'd been unlucky, they gave you a couple of jabs in the arse (painful I can tell you). But generally there wasn't too much to worry about.Anyway one day I was at "The Lido", no more than a disused reservoir really, that had been turned over to a leisure and boating lake, when this vision of beauty caught my eye. She was wearing one of the tiniest of bikinis. The candles had been made from the fat of a cow and Cain had learned the method from his father. One of the bones from that same beast had also been used to fashion the sacrificial knife, which Abel had honed to a fine edge and he'd carved intricate angels around the handle.The rough walls had been decorated with sprigs and leaves and flowers, some fresh and some dried and flaking to the dirt floor. The only lighting came from the candles, the only sounds were the chanting of Cain and Abel.