" She begins to speak, to tell him how she is feeling; how happy she is to finally meet him, but he puts a finger on her lips, "No Angel, no words, in...fact no sounds. No matter what I say, no matter what I do, you are to remain perfectly still and perfectly silent. Do you Understand?" She silently nods her head. He takes her by the hand and guides her to a large room. The room is dark except for a small area illuminated by candles.He leads her into the center of the circle. There he turns to. As the fog of sleep lifted from her mind, she remembered waking up to her roommate and her boyfriend slipping in the night before.She turned her head quietly towards the source of the noise. Her glasses were sitting on the dresser but she could see the scene before her as plain as day. Rick was sitting up in the bed with his hands holding something around his lap. As the rising sun peeked through the shades, Amaya saw that what Rick was holding was Helen’s head. She was bobbing up and down and. "Go easy!" Cissy whimpered. "It hurts!" It's not even in you yet. Relax, you're gonna love it."Jeff leaned into the squirming teenager and his foreskin pulled back tight as his cockhead disappeared between her pussylips.Cissy's back arched and her eyes bulged. She pressed at the man's muscular loins. "Oh God!"She was panting like a woman in labor."Ahhhhhh!" Jeff growled, and he sank his entire cock into Cissy's body. There was a tearing, snapping sound as his cock went in. "Yeahhhhh!"Cissy's. Slippery, creamy wet. She felt a thrill shoot throughher picturing seeing her grandfather jerking off not farfrom here.In her sexual reverie she pictured the young woman parkranger they’d talked to in town at the grocery the daybefore, happening upon her here at the river. The womanwas Native American, Molly thought, probably of mixeddescent. Molly found herself drawn to the woman’s almosttranslucent skin, her beaming smile. She kept thinking,“Gorgeous” and wondered what it would be like to.