‘You left our kids with your crazy sister in another state!?’ Anne yelled back, ‘No! And she’s not crazy. She’s sick. Have a fucking heart! ...nd give me a little credit. They’re at Leane’s house.’ Leane was Anne’s younger sister, who, by strange coincidence at the moment was a practicing divorce lawyer who lived just across town near the airport. A little emotionally detached as she was, she was smart enough not to attend their mother’s wedding knowing full well it wasn’t going to go well.. A little at a time. Teasing me as I need you more. I can hear your breath in the darkness as you thrust hard but slowly, further into me. My body shakes with need and I yearn for you to fuck me hard, but you continue slowly, savoring every second. You grab my hair and yank up. With one forceful movement you push your dick deep within me. I moan. You lay your chest on my back. Your skin is wet and the heat from your body permeates through me. Your hips circle as you move deeper and deeper. . but I feel like I need more... " And you will have more... a lot more and soon my dear. Now I have some beautiful statues to show you."He ushered her to the chapel and a door at the dark end of that main room of the first floor. He lead her down an old flight of stairs to the next level. As he stood at the door he paused saying, "I'm sure you will recall that the olden churches were sometime fascinated with statuary. In fact pretty explicit statuary of various forms of sexuality. When we. And then, with just a glance at her stormy face: "Oh no. What happened?"Sulphurette growled as she swept into the narrow hall, and then into the apartment, dropping the shoes and coat on the floor as she entered. Umbra wordlessly picked them up and followed her into the small, comfy living room. A small, flat-screen TV was on the opposite wall, showing a recording of a crackling fire. A love seat was facing it to one side of the doorway, and a squashy armchair on the other. A few small tables.