“Telma of the District of South America.My heart sank. There was only one left. It wouldn’t be me. A shuddering sob wracked my body and—“Isabe...lla of the the District of North America!”My entire family and I erupted into applause. I was chosen. I won the lotto. Tears rolled down my cheeks. I trembled as everyone wrapped me up in a big hug. I was going to be taken to the Living God. I was going to be his virgin sacrifice. I had never been so happy.In a week, I would be in his bed. I was the. As she introduced me, she told Dr Jarvis that she was leaving for the day and could he lock up. Dr Jarvis was an elderly gentleman, white hair, spectacles, tall and slim. He sat me down and went through the procedure of the health check, eyes, ears, blood pressure and asked me to stand up and lift the back of my blouse to listen to my breathing.I wasn’t wearing a bra but didn’t think anything of it as he moved his cold stethoscope around my back listening to my breathing until he moved to my. I started shivering. I knew that I am going out of control now.So he picked me up in his arms and placed me on his bed. And he also came. We started kissing again but this time not gentle it was more hard and wild. While kissing he removed my jeans. Now I am in my panties only. He was kissing my whole body starting from boobs and coming down to belly then my waistline.I was enjoying it so much. Then he placed his lips on my inner thighs. It gave me an erotic shock. I held his head and push. My body responded by thrashing back and forth as much as the straps holding me would allow. He stood up and reached out to my bouncing tits with a large feather, tickling and teasing one, then the other. My nipples stood straight out immediately, as the dildo plunged in and out of my pussy, as if the piston-like rubber shaft was on a mission. Uncle Clyde put the feather down, and dialed up an even faster speed, and I was getting fucked hard, like never before. I could feel my body getting ready.