“If you open your heart to Him, He will understand. That is what He does.”“I was afraid, Mother, that Our Lord was tempting me, as a test of my ...ocation. I didn’t want to fail Him, to be condemned to hellfire.”“Even if it was a test, my child, He is a God of Love, not of vengeance. He will want you to be happy. He knows your heart and what is best for you.”“But how did you know?” asked Abigail through her tears.“Do you think my habit and wimple make me blind and deaf? I could tell almost at. Her tongue darted in and out of his open mouth. Just as abruptly, she pulled away."How's that?" she asked breathlessly."Good... ah... very good," choked Ian. "Really good." Well there's more where that came from!" Julie announced."Fuck," shouted a man from the betting floor. "I was positive that the Adams bitch would bail," he said motioning toward the screen occupied by Ian and Julie. "Now she's after that guy like stink on shit."John Cord's amplified voice interrupted the man's angry. Her other hand left her breasts to join its twin between her legs. She cried out, her back arching and her toes curling. From her reaction alone he knew that she was rubbing her clit now, stroking that little nub in just the right way as her fingers delved into her wet heat. She was nearing her climax already, the whole clearing seemed charged with energy, currents of pleasure and lust flowing out from the ecstatic girls and shivering through the hidden voyeur peering in on her pleasure. His. It hurts in the best way. You lift my hips and slowly push your hard cock into my tight little ass hole. You fuck me slowly, stretching me, pulling right out with every thrust. I feel myself getting wetter and soon I’m begging for it harder and faster but you refuse. Every time I try to push back against you, you just stop, making me wait. Suddenly, without warning, you grab both my wrists and pin them behind my back, forcing me into the bed and slamming hard and deep into my ass. Your other.