“Yes…. I think so,” Debbie agreed. “But we need to do something about your situation with Will. I mean you can’t possibly keep going the...way you have been if it drove you to this! I mean I have to say that while enjoyed it very much, I’m not going to replace sex with Gary over it. Do you still love Will?” Dianne looked at her intently – “Of course I do!” And I can understand you wanting to keep what you have with Gary . But in my case, I don’t think I’ll ever experience with Will. I used the same technique to open a hole for her breast. On her big fat ass. I ripped a big hole forcing her ass out and to the side. She look like she erupted out of the black material. I looked between her legs. She was buck naked. I smiled. Not a hair to be found. She even waxed some small hairs around her big fat ass. I smiled again.I leaned my head down between her thick thighs. She was smiling a she looked between her legs. She could tell I approved. I licked my right middle. She was shocked at how somebody could get so much pleasure from her pain, how her rapist had tried to act so tender, as if to tease her and bring home how far the reality was from her fantasy of the night before. But her relief was short lived as her head was jerked back in front of him. Mehmet knew he was getting close, and he jerked her head so he could look into her eyes as he came. He thrust deep into her cunt one more time, pushing as far in as he possibly could, and then felt his whole. She was startled out of her plans by a hammering upon her door. “Prioress Gabrielle!” came the muffled voice of her supposed superior, Bishop Mathys, “Open this door! King Roland is here, and he demands to see you this instant!”Garbielle took a moment to compose herself, before returning her satchel to it’s hiding place and silently closing the armoire. Things were beginning to look grim, but perhaps there could be some other way out of this. She answered the door, a sweet smile prepared for.