.. Penelope cannot help but lick her lips at the sight of four of them. It’s just too bad they won’t stop to listen to her for just a second. They...wouldn’t have to go through all the effort that they are going through just to fuck her.“Just look at the tits on her!” the one on her belly says, sliding forward to shove them together, playing with her soft mounds while his prick waves around in her face. “I bet they are going to feel great too!” He gleefully presses her breasts together with his. He took a tiny spoonful and cautiously put it in his mouth."Fuck!" he exclaimed, spitting out the scalding porridge and then panting with his burnt tongue out. He eyed the brown jug and grabbed it. He took a swig to cool his tongue. The alcohol burned even more. He squealed between clenched jaws but swallowed. The blessed liquor worked its wonders and took the edge off the pain. Baby sighed, then glared reproachfully at his porridge. It was the fourth time this month he'd been burned and he was. I guess I came seeking spiritual enlightenment of a sort." I replied quietly.The woman nodded her head and with a smile she waved her hand at the rest of the people in the room and most of them began to leave."I am called Dierna, the High Priestess of Avalon. We serve the will of the great Goddess and God and preserve the teachings of the ancient wisdoms."I almost wanted to whistle in response. That was quite the introduction, after all. In my nervousness, I almost wanted to make a joke about. . I have to tell her the truth.AlexisTalking with Cat last night, we decided ... it's time, whether John is ready or not. I've got on the same clothes I was wearing on our first date, and I'm not planning on wearing them long. He's going to have to completely reject me, or we're going to get over this hump and fuck each other to death.I haven't been able to concentrate for three weeks. My work at the shop is sloppy, I can't paint, I can't draw. I can barely hold a conversation with Cat or Mack..