The man on the other end of the phone must have heard it too. Michael forced himself to concentrate on slowing down his breathing, closed his eyes and...fought to ignore the young beauty kneeling at his feet, licking and sucking the pre-cum from his turgid shaft.“Yeah…J-Jack! I’m…fine!” Michael lied.Michael felt like a million tiny electrical sparks were pulsing mercilessly up and down his cock. Cum began to churn in his nut sac, making it impossible to pretend like he wasn’t getting one hell of. It was a simple idea, and in truth, Rachel had no idea whether God had placed the idea into her head or if she had come up with the thought on her own, but this was their way. God was a real and speaking presence to those of her faith. She would be wrong to disobey the voice. When her prayers were complete, she once again checked every room in her house, but nothing had changed, she was still alone. Her entire family was still gone, and whatever Father God had planned for Rachel, it must not. Sarah was stood at the sink doing the washing up. She was day dreaming about cocks, she looked down and saw the white bubbles all over her hands and wished it was cum. She was so lost in thought se dint hear the men approach her. The first she knew of them being there was when she was spun around to be faced with her husbands boss. He grabbed hold of the neckline of her dress and ripped it open sending buttons across the kitchen and leaving Sarah standing in a white lace bra and matching French. ’ Imogene was crying, someone’s spike had raked her left arm, blood was flowing out of the deep gash in her bicep. ‘You sit here and let me get some bandages for that, you may need stitches, we should call her parents,’ Sister Veronica said to Carol as she opened the supply closet for the things she needed. Mary looked at the wound on Imogene’s arm, saw the pain etched in the little girls eyes and felt driven to help. Standing, she moved over next to her and lightly placed her hand over.