"Everybody starts getting moral around here when the time comes to hide the weeny!" He started laughing like a crazy man. "Yeah!" he yelled, grabbing ...er chin to make her look at him. "I'm gonna hide my big ole weeny right up inside..." Noooo!" Oh yes, Vicky baby. You been tossing that pubescent pussy of yours around here like you don't quite know what to do with it." He pushed a finger between the two thongs to make a space for the head of his cock. Vicky writhed as much as the neck loop would. Each day he would invite the multitudes to join us up on the stage where he would say a private prayer with each of them. Since I was in charge of escorting the people from the line up to meet the Reverend, I got a close hand view of his techniques. It’s not like I would ever have the presence to grab a soul’s attention like he did, but I quickly realized I could take advantage. After saying a short prayer while swaying his sparkling bible in front of an individual, he whispered something to. He groans against her. The rumble of his voice against her skin sends jolts of ecstasy to her trembling thighs. She feels him harden impossibly in her hand and a shiver races through her at the thought of it sliding up into her tight pussy. Her body is alive with sensation. She pants, arching beneath him. Her breasts are flushed with desire. Her body trembles for his possession.Her hands cup his jaw, dragging his mouth down to hers in an urgent kiss. His hand sides between their bodies, curling. “I love to craft. I have not done leatherworking in a lot of years, so this is fun,” she explained. She did love to do Macrame and pottery as well. My mom let Lori make Mandy trot and high step in place next to Julie.“What is your pony name?” Crystal asked me when my mom gave her the crop to try it out on my butt.I wanted to ask if “Fuck You” was taken, but I thought better of it. What did it matter what name I had for this stupid game? She had the crop though so I would have to behave.My mom.