The feeling of being stretched out felt amazing. My hand pushed hard as I wanted to feel full. My other hand roughly slapped my pussy, my clit was on ...ire, and finally I came. Not just a regular orgasm, a massive one. I shook, I felt juices pour out of my pussy and out onto the floor. My fingers fell out of my ass as my other hand kept gently rubbing my clit. I was trying to catch my breath, trying to come back down to earth, and as my mind started to return to reality I remembered the camera,. No one is coming, and you will go nowhere until we are finished here. My message will take some time, so you had best make yourself comfortable."Father Bernard returned the telephone handset to his ear, and hearing nothing but his own erratic, thumping pulse, he slammed it down onto the telephone base. Glancing again at the doorway, then the window and seeing that nothing had changed, he slumped heavily into his chair. His sweating hands gripped the ornately carved ends of the leather-padded. When I turned around after cleaning up, I saw papa standing at the door, looking at me intently. I just smiled at him, then I noticed the tent in his pyjama and my smile disappeared.Only then did I remember that I was only wearing a small towel around my torso. When I bent down to clean the floor, my naked round bottom and my pink pussy lips were exposed for the world to see, or in this case for my papa to see. Ashamed, and slightly shocked, I pulled the towel down my ass instinctively and got. ..." she trailed off. "Your uncle...your uncle used to tease me about that," her voice wandered off as she remembered her dead husband. "It's okay. I'll help you feel safe...," he said.John had planned to not act on his natural tendencies and behave as gentlemanly as possible. He had already fought the battle in his head, and he had won. He would only comfort her and nothing more. John held her all through the night as the lightning and thunder prevailed long into the night. Although he had.