As always, the idol was very beautiful, and when Aliciana sawit, she said:"She reminds me of the Countess Marwhen!" Where did these people get such a ...statue?" Jon wondered, as he staredup at the statue."It's a relic of one of those ancient African civilizations!" a fellowpriestess replied.Jon examined the statue, then turned to me and said:"No, this is a lot more recent than that!" You're right!" Aliciana said as she looked at the statue "It can't bemore than 500 years old!" And for the past. She was very excited when she said, “Oh fuck, Ryan, the testosterone was so thick from those strong, virile men, that you could cut it with a knife. Those three horny men were almost begging me to invite them home, especially after Red told them what a great fuck I am, while sitting right in front of me. He told them that I still wanted more after he fucked the shit out of me two times. What do you say, honey? I’d sure like for us to try to take them all on. And they were even talking about. She looked at me again, offering a wistful smile. “I really wanted to come up and hear you. Both of you!”“It’s okay,” I said, trying to keep the disappointment out of my voice. “You’ll hear us some other time.”“I was going to tell you at some point, but I didn’t want to spoil the day yesterday.” Heather’s face then brightened. “There is good news, though. Like I said, we’ll be going to Ohio again for Christmas, so my parents said we could stop by your house on the way back and stay for a few. Dress code four.Nude.Ass plugged.Nipples tied with strings.Collar on.As her owner had not specified the optional pig-tails, she would forgo such humiliation.In excited trepidation, bit by bit clothing shed soon to be replaced with the proper vestment.Cool lube contrasting with a momentary burn as the widest portion of the clear glass plug pressed past her tight anal ring.The hard surface pressing against her thin internal membrane with every movement.Deft fingers manipulating string into bows.