Still I am smiling. your smiling, Barbie doll. You want to rid me of this smile, not because you want to see a ‘sad’ Barbie, but just because you ...want to see something. Your cock is hard, ready to help you. It’s much too big for my pussy hole. that much is obvious, but it doesn’t matter to you. You spread my legs wider. It looks painful. Pushing the tip of your cock against me. It’s new to you. I am new. You know what you want though, and as you push, harder, and harder, your cock thick and. He stroked into her even quicker now, racing towards his release. Em clung to him and thrust her hips off the bed into his downward thrusts. She had adjusted to his girth and her pussy was juicing like crazy to get ready for the ultimate moment of climax for both of them. It came one, two. ‘Oh, fuck,’ John yelled as his cock exploded inside Em. His dick spewed cum into her vaginal cavity with incredible force. ‘Mmmm … yes … yes … do it, babe,’ Em grunted as her own pleasures rose higher. John. Part of being Catholic, maybe the best part, is the guilt. And I don't mean that in some weird self-abuse way. I mean it in the sense that guilt is in our nature. We're born guilty and then baptized, and then we sin, and we go to confession ... It's a natural part of our lives. To have regrets and seek forgiveness. I was comfortable with it. I liked it and I even understood it, although I think most people don't."Forgive me Father for I have sinned. It's been two weeks since my last. The man is out of control. Jealous. Abusive. Mean. Irrational. Paranoid. He’s convinced that anyone from outside the town is a threat to us and wants to take me away from him. He’s convinced that the government’s not really gone, too, and that it was working for aliens, etc. It’s just insane. He’s also convinced that he is some kind of ‘starseed’ or whatever from outer space.“Now he wants to breed me, and I’ve been trying to escape him, and avoid his bed, for days now. I’ve stayed one step.