“I wanted him to finish in my mouth, father. The only thing that prevented me was that I was too shy to ask for it.”Neither of them spoke. Through...the wooden screen her could hear her breath, quick and trembling.“Is that all?” he asked again.“I’m also committing a sin of desecration at this very moment,” she said. “I have my panties around my knees and I’m stroking my pussy. It’s sopping wet, father. I’m fingering myself. I might make myself come right here in the confessional.”He unzipped his. “You wanna fight, eh? Okay,” the deep voice said. Chrissy felt the hand leave her now moist pussy and grab her flailing left hand. Both hands were now being forced behind her and both her nipples were being pressed up against the hard wall. They felt so hard that for a brief second she wondered if they were making impressions in the rough drywall. Before she knew what was happening, both hands were pinned behind her back and she was being pulled backwards. Her foot caught on her purse and she. Feminine.“Move your ass, sissy!” Ordered my wife. “Tell me you want to be fucked by a man!” I moaned as her ‘cock’ slid in and out. “Yes, yes I want to be a girl for you. I’ll be your whore, do anything you tell me!” I was so excited anything seemed possible. She wasn’t through teasing me, though. “Tell me you’ll suck a real cock. Beg to have a real cock up your little pussy!” The thought was so foreign, especially when suggested by my passive wife. “Yes!” I moaned.”Yes I will let you watch me. “Years?”“Subjectively, months,” Wotan said, turning to face me as the kettle started to shine – flames flickering underneath it. “From my perspective, that is. It’s decades from the perspective of the house.” She sighed, slowly. “I load up my ship with volatiles, raw materials, biomass, fissiles...” She shrugged a bit and pursed her lips. “Then head out into the dark for another slow circuit of We Made It’s nearest celestial neighbor for another few years.”I gaped at her. Excitement bubbled in.