” “You...You fucked him---what?”“Yup. Creamed all over them soft thighs. Ahhhh, so good! Like fuckin’ a woman. But, my dear Simon, it wasn...��t sex. And, it wasn’t sodomy. And, it wasn’t with no female. So, it all fits right in nice and neat, pretty much like them blowjobs you like.”While Fontane was once again a master of rationalizations, Dott struggled to agree.“But, aren’t you leaving something out?”“Like what?”“Intimacy. We’re not to have intimacy with anyone.” Father Fontane put his. But, that wasn't the problem. A hunting knife had been brought out of a hidden sheath. To Anne it looked huge, big enough to go all the way through her and out the other side. The attacker on her right, lifted Anne's head enough so that she could see between her breasts, what was to happen next.Sit sitting on her, he lifted the fabric a slid the wickedly sharp blade under her blouse, the cold of the steel touched her skin; she shivered at the touch and pleaded for her life. As if from a long. ”“Not your fault, Kal,” she said rubbing up against him, “There’s a special feeling I get when someone drinks from me like that, as though I’m fulfilling a purpose. Give me a minute, it won’t last long now that you’ve stopped.”“I’ve learned so many new and fascinating things about you these last few days, it’s made me wonder how well I actually know you,” he said looking down at her.Aradelle gave him a hurt look, “that’s a mean thing to say after you told me you love me.”“Not quite what I was. I heard Rachael give a little moan and looked at her to see an expression of bliss on her face. Looking down I could see why … Joanne had her left hand up Rachael’s dress and was giving her pussy some attention with her fingers.‘I want a fuck’ announced Joanne after she pulled her lips off my cock with an audible pop. As she stood her skirt fell to the floor – she had unfastened it herself. I guided her backwards towards the dining table and with a smile she sat on the smooth surface, leant.