She could not dry herself with her own hands, she had to wait for the Creator to dry her body with the wind. The frigid water and being left to shiver...was to remind her how exposed she was, her bare body presented to the mercy of the elements of the Realm of the Living. Once she was completely dry, the Clergy members unchained Anyia and led her into the church. She knelt in the proper position of Penance, with her hands placed on the ground in front of her, her head touching the floor, her. Had I eaten all that? I had a feeling of being disgusted with myself. Were there really men who thought women like me were sexy_? It seemed hard to believe.I sat back a little and used several napkins from the dispenser in the center of the table to wipe off the grease from my hands, face, and front, and then tried to catch my breath. Martha had stuck with me, and I was wedged in between her and a woman I hadn't met yet on one side of the table. Probably six or seven ordinary-size people could. After some hard fucking, I pulled back and held still. “I’m ready to come, why did you stop?” “I want you to fuck my cock, Casey.”She pushed back, her pussy slid along my cock as she moved back and forth faster until she once again was shouting out. Several minutes later Casey moaned out, “I’m cuummiinngg!”Her pussy tightened around my cock like a vice until her orgasm had subsided. I slipped out my still hard cock and helped her up from the car hood. Still cuffed, I turned her to face me. We. She imagined Miles protesting a little at first-not in a big dumb macho way or anything, but like he knew what was going to happen and wanted to make sure she wanted it just as much as she did. She knew Miles would care about that. He was sensitive. You could tell from the way he read aloud in Lit class. He really tried to read them like the poet meant them to be read, and… Maybe that was why Georgia kept staring at her. She was into all that gothy shit, and she had third period Lit with both.