Her body felt like it was on fire as jolts of electricity shot from her cunt to her nipples. She pinched her clit and shuddered as tiny spasms rippled...through her body."OHHH JOHN!!!!! PLEASE FUCK ME!!!!!. She cried as she rolled over onto her belly and pressed her tits into the mattress; rubbing them on the sheets in an attempted to quench the fire within them.She brought her hands under her body, raking her nails over her clit.Spasms shot through her virgin fuckhole and warm sticky pussy-juice. Tears were in her eyes and mine, but she left and I found myself standing for the first time in years. I left my chamber, climbing the steep steps to the temple proper and emerged into the light of day. The priests and priestesses turned to me. Some stared in disbelief. Others fell to their knees in worship. I stood before them. My body was frail, but my voice was strong. ‘Much has been taken from me,’ I said, ‘and much I have lost of my own accord, but this false god will have nothing of. Barnam stood at 6 foot 2 and was still muscular from his age of 34. He inherited his job from his dad which is why he is so young for being regional manager at his age. There have been time I imagined him taking me on my desk but today it seemed like Chris was going to live my dream.Mr. Barnam started grinding up and down against Chris who was trying his best to get through the papers. He continually rubbed Chris's back and grabbed his ass. Mr. Barnam's face showing pure bliss as he humiliated. I was kind of sad.We brushed Princess after we got back and she agreed to help me wash Gypsy. Horses are pretty tough, but we'd always felt that it was cruel to just spray them with cold water unless it was really hot out and they needed to cool off. Dad had a small water heater in the tack room so we could wash the horses with warm water. Gypsy loved it, though she managed to get us soaked when she shook herself. We were laughing like crazy when we finally got her toweled down pretty dry and I.