Slowly I felt it and stiffened a bit when I realized what he was about to do to me.“Relax,” he says as he inserts several fingers into my opening.... Sliding in and out and arousing me. Then I feel four and also a tear slipping out because it is hurting. Next will be the thumb, can I handle that too?I begin to feel the fingers hitting spots on me that have never been ventured. Then the entire hand is up in me working me carefully back and forth and I am bucking with it. I am convulsing with. She kissed my flat tummy, moving her own body down the bed to kneel on the floor at my feet. She kissed my leg just above my knee, pulling my body to the edge of the bed.As she kissed up my leg to my inner thigh, my weak protest went from, "Please stop, to please make me feel good." It was becoming obvious I was aroused. Aroused as I have never been before. I could smell my own scent, clean and sweet. In spite of my fear, my sex had started to get wet. She coaxed my panties over my hips, I. It wasn’t like Don wasn’t a good cook. When they were dating it had been one of those things that brought them together. But while he didn’t work any longer hours than Bridget, he did have a worse commute which meant she was usually home for at least half an hour before him. She didn’t mind cooking dinner every night, but she missed being thanked for it. It just became what she did and no longer deserved thanks. As she looked for the right fish to buy, she thought about how dinner was just one. He struggled to wiggle fingers, toes. “No, Abigail! You're my wife.”“It's his cock,” Abigail panted, wiggling her hips at the priest. “Fuck me, Father! I need it! Please! Pound me! Give me that cock and make me moan!”“Kill him!” snarled Damien. “Rosa, Mary, rip him apart.”“But his cock, Sire,” Mary gasped, appearing beside the desk, her hand reaching to grab the dick.Samantha flowed around to the other side followed by Rosa. All three vampiresses stared at the priest with worship. They stroked.