“Hi Yalina, I’m so glad you could make it.” Jason says as he opens the door with a smirk on his face. This man seems to have the super power to ...make me puddle just by looking at me. It’s so damn sexy, like he has a constant secret that he’s dying to share with me. He’s standing opening the door, baggy Nike sweatpants on, shirt already off, abs tight as he’s bracing against the wind. He’s freshly showered and I can smell the Dove men’s soap on his moist, chocolate skin. He’s like a. She violently rejected it by spitting on him, cursing and swearing. He smiled as he wiped the spit from his face, and proceeded to lubricate Clara's vee shaped, plump cunt. His right index finger circled her shriveled aerola. Gently, his fingers began to tickle her clit as his other hand went to tease her nipples, alternating from soft touches to firm hard squeezes. Clara had to resist feeling lust, but the sting in her nipples along with the soft caress of her vagina only made her breathing. “I’m hoping they allowed the wardens to open any of them.”There were gouges and scratches in the stone surrounding the door. Corec ran his fingers over the abrasions.“We saw that,” Bobo said. “It looks like someone tried to break through.”“A warding like this protects more than just the door,” Ellerie said. “It would have kept anyone from getting through the walls.”“Was it recent?” Corec asked.“We don’t know. We haven’t seen any other sign of people being down here since it was first. Tiffany! Dear, sweet, pure Tiffany!Then Francine remembered what she'd been doing all night, and suddenly the inquisitor in her flamed out and died.She slumped, looked around the room, and sighed. "What am I to tell Mother Superior?"She was referring to her own decision to leave the convent, based on her own carnal desires, the fact that she was helplessly in love with Brady, and, of course, the fact that she had spent very little time chaperoning the girls, choosing instead to soak herself in.