Its eyes fluttered open, staring straight at the priest, who gasped in horror at the bright red orbs that sank into his soul. ‘F-forgive us our tres...passes, as we forgive those who trespass against us.’ The child held his gaze for no longer than a second before its tiny lids sank back to its cheeks, unable to withstand the light from the two oil lamps that blazed on the walls at either side of the room. But the aged priest continued to stare at the child even after. The midwife was raising it. He was now in what appeared to be a 19th century study, with walls lined with books and no apparent windows. The one double-door was locked and musty odor was overbearing. Time meant nothing here, and Rob felt the same of himself.The lights dimmed, and from a darkened corner, she first appeared in a translucent gown that flowed on silent breezes. Her feet never touched the ground as she drifted towards him with her angelic countenance. As she drew near, he could make out the delicate features. She continued to thrust her fingers into me. At this point Dani was crouched over me, thrusting and rubbing me, she bent down further and out came her tongue again. The combination drew me into a frenzy. I came even harder than the first time. ‘Oh Dani!! Fuck me! Yes, fuuuuckkk me!’ ‘Baby girl, you’re so squirmy. I love it!’ As I recovered from the orgasm, I felt the desire inside me to give Dani the same pleasure she deserved. I sat up and pulled Dani close to me. I kissed her like I have. These thoughts brought our kisses to such intensity; we were fucking with our mouths. Fucking, doing to the other with our tongues what we would otherwise be doing with our sexes.Suddenly we heard someone banging at toilet door. We quickly got dressed and opened the door. Damn it, it was her mother. The toilet smelt of sex. She understood everything without uttering a word. I was rooted to the ground without a word. Everything froze for a moment, which seems to be eternity. The sound of tight.