The final coupe’ de gras was a ring-gag that she commanded me to place in her mouth and pull tightly behind her neck. Finished and awaiting her love..., I gazed at her, and marshaling all my strength I was just barely able to keep from fucking my beautiful wife right then and there. Looking into her lustful eyes, I could not decide if that was actually what she had desired all the time or not. Lust getting the better of me, I kneeled down on the edge of the bed, and without a word, I worked my. Your name only appears in their records twice. The 23rd April 1986 for one night. Double room booked by telephone and paid for in cash. Then again on 1st May 1987 double room for one night only again, booked by phone and paid by American Express. Your card I assume. You're not on their mailing list as you live so close to them." So I did have the right date on that card?" Looks like it. I was hoping you were wrong. What are you going to do now, Mike. It was a long time ago and you've been. Abigail had been kissed by boys before, before she entered the convent, but it had never felt like this. Her whole body was trembling, the moment seeming to last forever, but then an image entered her head of Mother Clare, and she pulled away.“I have to go,” she stammered, “They’ll be wondering where I am. But…that was nice.”“Oh Abigail,” blurted Peter, “I… “But she was gone before he could finish.~~~~~~As she hurried across to the chapel for compline, Abigail’s mind was full of conflicting. As I began to cum, I felt her kegel muscles tighten and begin pushing. The semen in my shaft stopped dead in it's tracks and I felt balls begin to ache like something was being pushed back into them. I looked at her with pleading eyes but I realized she didn't notice. She was lost in ecstasy and as I felt her push again I realized it was at my expense which truly scared me. She was cumming hard, but as she came it felt like she was pumping her own fluid down my shaft. I felt my orgasm recede as.