Dominica was still wearing her school dress, which she’d changed into after the game, but she was also wearing lipgloss – vanilla, by the scent. A...d two top buttons were undone. Her rosary had slid right down into her… Oh. Ohhh, good Lord. His cock tingled in his satin boxers – an afterthought which he now regretted. ”Sir?””Oh, sorry, Dominica. My mind wandered. Is there… Any chance of a cool drink?””Sure, we’ve got some water. It’s a hot day, huh?”It was – perhaps more than Dominica. As she lay in bed, she looked through the pictures on her phone that she had sent him. She still couldn’t believe she had sent him that topless picture, and she had felt humiliated when he showed it to all his friends in front of her, but it was worth it to keep him as her boyfriend. The picture of her bum wasn’t so bad, because you couldn’t see her face as clearly in it, but it was still embarrassing to know that half the school had seen it.As she undressed in the bathroom, she admired her. I ran my face and tongue down her belly and tasted her twat. The line of hairs tickled my nose, as bit into her ripe, juicy fruit. I nearly came--and I know she did. Her juice dribbled down my chin and soaked the collar of my t-shirt. The cum tasted like fresh peaches in cream. I stood up and cupped her breast and kissed her with her own juices still wet on my face, fresh. “He never eats my pussy,” she said. “He says it's unclean.” “Seemed pretty clean to me,” I said and kissed her and. To break the Church I had to discredit it in the strongest possible ways. Taking the priests and laywomen would have to be done. When the chips started to fall, I knew in my bones that there was going to be one hell of a war.We ate our noon meal. Artlam ate less and ate what was healthy. Modak had to eat more to build up reserves. Chopsticks were used as well as a sharp belt knife and a wooden spoon. When the rest left we got back to our discussion. Artlam said, "The Church knows intrigue very.