Under the plain linen robe she was wrapped in her breasts rose and fell with her breath anxiously, her nipples rubbing themselves to hardness and achi...g on the texture of the fabric constraining them.She feels as though she has waited hours, as though her fatigue might steal her consciousness, when the Priest enters. His voice is soothing, entrancing, he stills her anxieties easily. ‘Come, girl,’ he commands gently, leading her to the altar itself where she is bent and bound. She notices the. Grace went over to Connor. Mrs. Johnson immediately began to give a titjob to Ethan seeing how good it worked on Connor. Ethans dick wasnt big enough to poke through her giant tits, so when he came it was even more intense as there was no where for his cum to go. He emptied his load in between Mrs. Johnsons breasts, leaving that part covered in cum. She moved to Easton and put his cock in that cum covered space between her tits and began to do the same he just did with his brother. He came even. They appear to argue with each other for a few moments before one flies off, disappearing through the trees. The one that stays behind simply looks at Mercy and shrugs.The woman sighs, blowing out her breath. “Will I ever understand what you are saying?”The creature mumbles out something in its language, shrugs and then drops to the log behind Mercy. A few seconds later the first fairy creature returns with a bundle of what looks like fruits. It unceremoniously drops the bundle to the ground. I barely remember my mother. I was much too young when the Grim Reaper came for her, leaving behind Daddy and me, as well as my sister Sharon, three years my senior. Jeez, Sharon was so beautiful. Wrong tense; Sharon is so beautiful.We lived in a nice home on a nice street in a nice part of the city. It had four bedrooms, all on the second floor. We each had a separate bedroom, with the fourth one, the one that was someday going to be for a baby brother or sister, now dedicated to the.