Anyway, he settled down to telling us his story.“I had just turned 24 at the time and was living a very wild bachelor life. Girls, girls, girls; p...rtying non-stop, burning the candle at both ends, that sort of thing. I had a flat in town which I sort of had fairly free use of – it belonged to a family friend who spent most of his time abroad, so in exchange for my keeping an eye on it and looking after it, he let me use it as my own little pied-a-terre. You remember Carl, Tessa? It was his. Staring into each others eyes ... before turning to join in the celebration happening as the girls all spilled out into the bleachers. Richard turned just in time to catch his daughter as she jumped into his arms and wrap her legs around his waist. He barely wrapped his hands around the cheeks of her rounded ass to keep her from falling and his cock, made hard by the stimulation of watching Claire all morning and their quick excited kiss, snuggled hard against the youthful crotch as she pressed. She had on a pair of tight jeans with short high heel boots. She had on a silk blouse with a sheer garment under it. She had on some makeup, but it was not overpowering. Her shoulder length hair framed her face perfectly. She was stunning to say the least. “Chris, have them two been talking about me?’’, Lexie asked pointing to her dad and brother. “No not at all….”, I replied. “Don’t start lying to me before our first date Chris…...”, she giggled. “Honest, no one said a word.”, I replied. I. The chant was repeated word for word, except for the substitution of each girl's name for Esther's. When it was done, it proceeded down the line until all the sisters had coupled with the statue. One of the girls was menstruating, and pulled out her bloody tampon before coupling with the god. I suddenly realized why the phallus was brown: it was stained by countless years of the blood of menstruating women. And, no doubt, the blood of countless maidenheads being torn.One of which was to be.