A few hours later after tidying up my father's office, he came back in a flaming bad mood with a bottle of whisky in his hand. He looked at me and yel...ed at me to get out and I scurried away quickly. Tears forming in my eyes. I heard voices coming from the ballroom so I quietly wen to the door and peeked in and saw the handsome dancer, Enrique, practicing with a pretty redhead in a pink leotard but he was getting irritated with her. "You're doing it all wrong, Sylvie!" The redhead threw up her. We eventually got into a nice steady, deep rhythm. God I just wanted to grab her and roll us over so I could fuck her hard. But I knew she would hate that, what with her being in a kind of dominating mindset at the moment. It was maddening! Eventually both of my hands ended up clamped to her ass, showing her gorgeous cheeks no mercy. She’d become used to it after a while, even growing to love it, which she showed off now by throwing her head back and screaming, as her body blasted through. And that she was very fond of calling upon the Lord as she careened into orgasm. Rory chuckled silently, then stilled as Jill shifted again in her sleep. There was something about this girl, he decided. And he knew then that he had to see her again. Reassured by that decision, he closed his eyes and moments later joined Jill in her slumber. —– Jill woke up naked, cold, and disoriented. A quick glance around reminded her that she was in a hotel in downtown Denver, where she had spent the night.. She isn't one of my wards. But I would hope that her attitude is not that the Convent is only a prison, although I doubt she has any more freedom than your friend, Ferhana. I hope she benefits from serving the Lord and recognises His love in allowing her to do so at the behest of President Marmeluke's government."Chadora rang the doorbell to the Convent's entrance, and entered into an exchange with a woman on the intercom. Ana studied the ancient doors of the Convent which came directly onto.