I’d never witnessed such beauty before. “Yes, father I have had licentious thoughts, which were stirred into full flower by the book I found in my father’s study.”
I could hear him brathing, “Go on,” he said firmly. On the note I had written: “Dearest Margaret” she excitedly place her brush down and glanced over at me with a look of furtive excitement. Bracing one foot against the wall by the grille I continued to touch my own body, gasping for breath, my lungs fighting against the whalebone stays encircling my ribs as I watched the priest’s hands move more rapidly, jerkily, until a cascade of cloudy fluid spilled forth like a volcano. The sensation was so pleasurable I almost called her name out loud in an act of passion and love, As the river of her fingers lavished my clit her middle finger of her right hand entered me with a startling and delicious swiftness that took my breath away. Behind the first eruption their was a second as I saw his wide eyes stare directly at
