I had just tricked her body and mind with the first stroke, should she trust me now and believe that where I tapped would be where I struck? And if sh...e chose to be skeptical, how was she to prepare her body for the next stroke? This erotic confusion was exactly what I had intended to create. It heightened her sensitivity and the spontaneity and depth of her responses, and increased my pleasure manifold.I held the cane in the air, poised for the next stroke. She stood perfectly still, clueless. She grabbed mypenis tightly and slid her hand up and down. Even withthe lubricant, there was so much friction that she wasrubbing it raw.I felt a little stirring, and she leaned forward andwhispered. “That’s it, it’s getting a little hard. Ithink I can do it now. Don’t worry about trying tocome. You can’t. Just relax and think of nothing andlet my hands and your body do all the work. I’m goingto start moving my hand inside you to feel for yourbutton.. Sie vollzogen jenes unheilige Ritual in der Kapelle des Klosters. Sie wusste um die Verdammnis, die sie treffen würde. Trotzdem murmelte sie die letzten Worte gemeinsam mit dem immer lauter werdenden Priester: "Denn dein ist das Reich, ahhhhh, und die Kraft, ohhh, und die Herrlichkeit, ahhhh, in ... ahhh, Ewigkeit, .... Amen!"Julius schrie das Amen förmlich in den sakralen Raum hinaus und das Mädchen spürte, wie das Glied des Priesters in ihr zu zucken begann und sein heißer Samen gegen ihren. Dave Marshall was a cool customer, and a careful man. So, unlike many of his friends, he didn’t keep a mistress stashed somewhere in Manhattan. But California had always been like a siren song to him, with its blonde, tanned, willing babes who were eager to fuck. So more and more, he was looking at investments in the Golden State, and taking the opportunity to sample the goodies the state had to offer, well out of the eye of wife and family. He couldn’t help himself, he had to touch Sally, so.