Her eyes widened and her pupils dilated at the words I spoke. The teardrop retracted from where it came. She leaned in and kissed me once more. A more...sensual embrace this occasion."Make love to me. I want to feel you inside of me!" Amy gasped as her hot breathe flowed upon my face."I need to put on some protection!" I informed her, as I looked to turn away."NO!" she gasped loudly, almost clawing at me to lie back down. "I mean, I'm on the pill. Besides, I want to feel every inch of you as you. But eventually she’d remembered what she would have to do to please God and earn His forgiveness.—---------------------------And now the moment had come. She would kill the little whore cowering in front of her. This would please God and He would restore...Peter to her. Peter? No, Father Brian. No, Peter! He belongs to me, not this little whore!She readied herself to pull the trigger. But she was finding it hard to focus on the girl in front of her. There was something about her face:. From the side she looked like a skeleton with skin, her hipbones protruded, and her fanny was nonexistent. From behind her butt crack hardly kept her asshole from showing, her shoulder blades looked like wings, and her spine ran down her whole back. She even had two cute dimples above her waistline.I reached under her arms and ran my hands down from her shoulders, over her nipples, and down to her pussy mound as she snuggled back into me.I spun her around to face me and then in one swift move I. You looked like you had a proper bikini on when I first came in. Maybe you could ask around in the pub see if anyone know the legal answer.”Meal finished, washed up and pots put away we set off to walk to the pub. It’s only about 100 metres so we were there in no time. I have to say that I felt a little nervous going into the pub essentially naked but at first everyone appeared to think that I was wearing a bikini.Within seconds I was relaxing and feeling good about being naked. I could feel.