Feeling not terribly devotional that Palm Sunday, she was perusing porn on her Palm Pilot while she was perched in her pew at the Pineview Pentecostal...Chapel. Her perky breasts rose and fell as she watched the scene silently unfold beneath her hymnbook. Her paramour, Peter, perched in the pew next to her, glanced at Poppet’s lap and his eyes popped, as he saw the pornographic Palm Pilot depicting pulchritudinous lesbians practicing dual penetration with double ended dildos. Peter. Aric at once balked, but Aaron said, "It's very watered down, but you need something in your stomach right now. And it will help warm you up."As the young man gulped down the drink Aaron asked "So what are your plans for now?" Its time for me to leave, I'm thinking of traveling some. After that I'm not sure," said Aric "There really isn't anything left to keep me here anymore."Aaron got up from his chair and came around to the front of the desk, sat on it, leaned forward and squeezed the boy's. She felt a sudden rush of excitement and warmth as his beak touched her nose. She slowly rose her hand and touched his beak. Again, she felt a warm feeling in her hand, as if she were holding a warm cup of tea. She was eye-to-eye with a killer whale. He saw the fear in her eyes, the respect, the basic instincts. He saw ... attraction.For an eternity, they looked at each other, the seawater around them moving small clouds of mud from her footprints. Her dirty blonde hair waved in the seawater. He screamed out as she sucked his cock deeper and worked her finger harder. She was quickly rewarded with seven precise spurts of cum that shot directly down her throat. She moved her mouth up his cock and released it with a loud popping sound, and removed her finger gently, before she left the room to go upstairs to her bedroom. She slowly padded up the creaky stair case and entered her room. Soon, she heard the scrambling on the floor below before quick footsteps began ascending the stairway;.