I underwent this crucifixion with astonishing perseverance. Not the sharp nails of the sun piercing into my hands and feet, or the grueling desire to... have a chilled drink, would ever triumph in crushing my purposes.I was a liberator to the aged and youth, both captives of poverty. I used up every single cent I owned in assisting these hapless souls. As gifts of eternal outfits were lavished to my followers, I would place my hands upon their heads, divinely, and send them back to their homes. As the thought provoked me, I was startled from my erotic train of thought by the rustling of the leaves from the tree limbs above the patio. How nice was it to have the swirling of the leaves cooling the night before me. I had showered earlier and there I sat in my satin robe—nothing underneath.I spread my legs generously taking in the fresh air from the welcomed breeze. I was empowered as I reached to confirm the slight gush of creamy nectar. Distracted by the treasure I found, I was startled. I knew that she'd both hear and feel the moans on her pussy and would hopefully take the hint. The closer she got to my asshole, the more I moaned until she held the tip of the vibrator on my asshole. By this point, my feet were up in the air and my legs were spread pretty much as far as they would go.This must have excited her as well because the more she rubbed around my rosebud, the more I moaned and the more she ground her pussy into my face. At this point, she was wet to the point where. It was a fabulous day, hot, not a cloud in the sky. If it had been our usual wet Bank Holiday I wouldn't have been walking in the park and I wouldn't have met Nicholas. Nicky was a seven-year-old bundle of energy that did everything at full speed. When I first saw him he was flying through the air to land on the dry grass. Immediately he was crying his little eyes out because he'd fallen and dropped his ice-lolly. The ice-cream van was only ten yards away and I couldn't help smiling at him. I.