Ebenso deutlich wie die drei langen, dunkelroten Striemen, die sich quer über ihren Rücken zogen. Vorsichtig betastete sie die frischen Wunden und z...ckte zusammen. Sie brannten noch. Das würde ihr diese kleine Schlampe noch büßen! Sie lächelte still in sich hinein. Oh ja, die Kleine würde noch sehr bedauern, was sie der Äbtissin angetan hatte... Aber das hatte Zeit, sie saß ja im Kerker, und es war gut, dass Zeit verstrich, damit es das dumme Ding richtig mit der Angst zu tun bekam.In Gedanken. . I didn't bring such a large one with me for no good reason, you know."She playfully slipped off the counter, straightening her dress, and then moved into one of the toilet stalls, fetching a few tissues and cleaning herself up. I shook the strap-on dry then stiffened as I felt her hands on the back of my thighs, my legs parting willing at her touch. The tip of her tongue ran over my closed pussy lips, gently working its way between them, eagerly lapping up the juices that spilled from me at. This place had been in the family since revolutionary days. I kept one hundred acres and the original farmhouse so that my sister and brother wouldn't lose all of their roots and could come home to visit occasionally. This would be a place to come and remember their parents from days long gone. Some day I hoped Jean and Cassie would come home. I was afraid it was just a hope.Things completed at home, I arrived in Boston just before Cassie got out of her first year of school. Jean was a fresh. No television, mobile phones, emails, no knocks on the door and most importantly the total freedom to walk around naked 24/7.Cooking over, we settle down infront of the raging fire to enjoy a leisurely meal. Feeding each other soft, beautifully pink slivers of deer washed down with lovely warm and spicy grog, topped off with a fabulous blackcurrant and vodka sorbet.Relaxing with a warm brandy in hand I lean over and kiss you tenderly on your forehead, " you know I love you Mercy" I whisper .