It was filled with sculpture, artwork and stained glass. The organ music was heavy with beauty and power, stirring the soul. The sculpture of Jesus be...ind the altar reminded her of the William Bouguereau paintings she had seen at the Essex Art Museum last Sunday with Uncle Walt. It was The Flagellation of Our Lord Jesus Christ – in the painting he was chained to a column and being whipped, punished for the sins of the world. He watched her as she bowed her head for the closing benedictions. The. No, deeper into her mouth, gagging her. Okay, so that seems to be the situation. Good. Because, my sister, trooper that she is, is not to be deterred by a little gagging and is happily slurping away at my member.Slowly, while I try to pry my eyes further open, I recall the situation. Our mom is still gone, so we have the house to ourselves again. Aaaaand I've got a ton of homework. Yeah. Great. Just because it's a long weekend doesn't mean I've got time for homework! Who do these teaches think. She having big boobs and little bit big ass. I was not consented on this things because of my busy study schedule and my first love football along with my girlfriend.One day I gone half an hour late to gym because of my study, after one hour of exercise I was change my clothes and leave from there. I was driving my bike not fast because of recently monsoon was started and road was wet. After 5 minutes of driving I did overtake to one of bike, when reaching my home unfortunately rain was started. He trailed his fingers up her panties, bringing another wave of warmth through her. She ran a finger up his leg, she could feel him getting harder under her touch as he fingered the lace covering her. She began to stroke him through his pants as he continued to trace the lace as though he was a blind man. She could feel herself getting wet as he gently teased her lips, already tender from the moments by the pool. He moved her thong aside and slipped his finger into her pussy again. He stroked.