It is a perfect recipe for conjugal unhappiness, marital discord, domestic disaster, and a broken home.At first, I considered this malignant little sc...reed evidence of a budding sense of humor, a quality she evinced all too little of while Horatio and I were bringing her up. Unfortunately, I can give only scant credence to that possibility. She is in deadly earnest I fear.I suppose it was preordained. She had to marry that loathsome Lothar Livingston, a depraved wretch hiding behind a priestly. Boyd stopped his thrusting as Anna cried out, Oh God, oh God!, and I let my cock grind deep into her pussy as she climaxed for the first time of the night. I pulled from her, afraid to cum too soon there was much fun still to be had here. This was immediately demonstrated as she turned to face me, smiling and flushed, and sat her dripping cunt squarely down onto Boyds straining cock. Come here baby, come to your dirty little slut. You want me to be a dirty girl, to talk dirty? Yeah honey, do. I don’t think my virgin arsehole could handle that monster cock of yours.”“There’s a first time for everything.” Nathan said and Belinda gave a nervous giggle. “You’ve got to trust me. I’ll go slow and steady. There’s no rush. I don’t want to hurt you. Trust me; it’ll even start to feel good.”Belinda Kripke nodded, but she still looked rather hesitant. But hesitant or not she was putting her full trust in Nathan. She knew Nathan was more than just a good fuck. She knew that Nathan was. I pushed back against her, my ass pressed into the top of her thighs. “I want you,” I whispered. She kissed my neck again, this time lingering. “I know…” the words floated through my thoughts and I remembered the carving at the bottom of the long stairs, the way I had looked at the young woman on her knees, the way I had envied her. “You were a priestess?” Some part of my brain couldn’t let go of the questions I had. Txaollix, the goddess… The answer moved like smoke through my thoughts while.