His name was Elias Young. He was originally from Utah, his family was one of the original Mormons. He had eleven wives, but when Utah joined the union...and the church forbid polygamy, he broke with the church because he was unwilling to give up all his wives. He was excommunicated. So the story goes, he cursed the church, moved his wives here to Montana and began conjuring the black arts." You mean devil worship?" asked Sierra as she tried on another hat."The devil, demons, whatever," replied. I stood up and slowly pulled down my wet panties. I saw him lick his lips as my trimmed pussy came into view and it made my knees weak. My mind flashed back to the first time he ate my pussy. I'd never had anyone do that before and I nearly passed out from the incredible pleasure he gave me.Afterward, he told me he wanted me to trim my pussy hair short so he wouldn't have to spit hairs out when he was done. I did it that very afternoon–I'd have done anything he told me if it meant he'd eat me. It split straight down the middle, exposing her entire body, leaving only her knickers on. Having never seen tits before in real life, Ron’s eyes were fixed on Luna’s small breasts. The cold night air made Luna’s nipples harden immediately. Ron immediately grabbed hold of one; it felt soft and supple in his hand. He lowered his mouth and began sucking on the nipple, his tongue circling around the nipple and biting on it with his teeth. Suddenly, Ron heard Luna give a soft moan. He quickly tied. I lowered one of my legs so I could bring myself to orgasm by fingering myself whilst he fucked me. I slid my fingers between my swollen cunt lips and felt the familiar heat and wetness and the longing for my clitoris to be stimulated. I knew my husband was holding back his orgasm as I moaned, hoping we would orgasm together. I frantically rubbed my fingers over my clit, feeling it swell under my touch and the building of pleasure starting. My husband started sucking on my breasts, making the.