" In a moment," she said, and used one of the damp warm towels to clean his shrinking cock. "Thank you," he said thickly as he cleaned his head and sh...ft. His eyes were half closed and his right hand absently caressed her thigh. Lizzie watched him begin to doze. As his eyes closed, one of her hands moved to her necklace and pushed open the clasp on one end of the crystal locket, so that it now dangled and swayed as she moved. Then, Lizzie reached for the warm, bath oil and poured some into her. I went deeper into her pussy, sticking my finger in up to the second knuckle. I checked her face, and she was still sleeping, although she had an odd look on her face, like she was having a vivid dream. I couldn't help but smile at the thought that I was influencing someone's dream through some simple actions.Very carefully, I pulled my hand out of her underwear and licked my fingers. Her taste was good. The slight musky flavor with a hint of sweetness that can't quite be described. The taste. She reached up to her dress, unsnapped it, and slowly opened it. Diane was stark naked beneath her dress, except for her high heels. She tossed her dress on the bench by the wall, leaned forward, and started to gently and passionately kiss me. Her tongue and lips were fluid. She rubbed her breasts, then replaced her hands with mine. She slid her fingers over her clit and into her pussy while still moving sexily to the music. I quickly removed my clothes and we continued the wild tongue. Each spring, the people would journey here to this grove from all the surrounding villages for the sacred rituals of Aine. The highlight of the rituals would be when the High Priest would symbolically mate with the goddess to insure the fertility of both the land and the people. The goddess, of course, was not physically present, so a surrogate would have to take her place. Each year, all of the young virgin maidens who had become women in the previous year would draw lots, and the winner would.