With love, there is no sin 2

I know you want to know what happened after that Saturday. I can tell you that the days following my unexpected orgy were a bit strange. For a week I did not exchange messages with either Patricia or Julianny. Despite all the talk of the pastor's wife, I still felt guilty. I gave myself to those two women and I did not have the courage to tell Peter. So neither did I look for them nor did they look for me. Despite this feeling of guilt, the desire did not cease. On the contrary, I masturbated alone on my sheets, thinking about the two of them. They touched me as not even Peter had done. The feeling of missing the tongue and the fingers of Julianny and the mouth of Patricia. From the image of witches, I squeezed my ass thinking about my sister-in-law and put a finger over there, remembering the faces of my preacher's wife. Patricia was doing the same thing, pushing me in the same way, and Julian suddenly gave me space to remember it. For the first time, I fantasized about his huge dick penetrating me from behind. I was curious, but my fear of getting hurt was greater. I stuck in a second finger, thinking about my boyfriend eating my ass. During the back and forth, the other hand tended to my soaked cheek while I thought about the idea of three people getting into me from behind. I felt dirty, a tramp, and that's what turned me on the most. I enjoyed it, writhing in bed with my legs clutching the hand that was pressing on my shackle and two fingers stuck in my butt. The days passed and I became more crazy. I masturbated more often in the same way, as if it were an addiction. Anal penetration became an obsession, but I do not understand why. Maybe for the affections of my friends, or girlfriend, or lovers ... I do not know. It may also be because of the feeling of guilt because I gave them what Pedro asked me and never gave. I felt bad for giving myself completely to them, but not to him. So a week went by, and we went back to the Friday night service, and this time Pastor Gabriel was talking to the pulpit about honesty, and he was talking about how we need to be honest with ourselves before we can be honest with others, and he was talking about guilt, and how it enslaved us and it was an obstacle to honesty, and that seemed to be directed at me, but I didn't understand what I needed to acknowledge before I told Peter what I had done with Julianny and Patricia. I could escape that agonizing thought when I looked at Julianny and the way she looked at her husband, and seeing the two of them exchanging admiring smiles as they looked at each other made me want to live a relationship just like theirs, without guilt, without lies, and so I would return to the subject of the cult and my agonies. As Julianny sat in the front row, I looked at her, noticing how clear her admiration was. I wondered if she had told her husband what she had done to me and my sister-in-law the week before. I imagined that since she hadn't spoken to me yet, she must be waiting for the right moment. I looked further away and saw Patricia. I thought it was impressive how calm she seemed. I admired how calm she could stay in any situation. I saw her as an extremely mature woman, regardless of the circumstances. I had spent the week nervous about what had happened, but she probably didn't care. She had already had some intimacy with Julianny, and maybe she'd been with other women. I even felt half childishly close to her. After the service the routine was the same: family dinner and a movie and finally sleep. I had spent the whole week waiting for this moment, but this week I was more anxious. From my "provocative pajamas", I left the shorts out and I was just in my underwear and blouse. Between parading back and forth pretending to be looking for something and lying on my stomach pretending to read on my cell phone, I teased Pedro with my tiny panties. He, poor guy, just smoothed my ass because he had to wait until he was sure my parents were asleep. Sometimes he'd let a finger slip into my panties, smooth my folds and then take his hand off, pretending not to like it. Soon after that I'd go back to my reading, rocking my butt sideways and sometimes leaning on it just to catch his eyes on me. It didn't last long, because my panties were ripped off. He lay down on my body and I turned to kiss him. I felt his dick already hard pressing on my butt as he rolled rubbing himself on me. He looked like an animal. From the kiss in his mouth he went to my neck, where I'm even more fragile. I didn't resist and moaned. At that point in the championship I didn't care anymore if Patricia would hear me. On the contrary, I really wanted to be heard by her and who knows if she would masturbate listening to me mock. With his hands grabbing my breasts from under my blouse, I pulled out the last piece of clothing I had left and got down on all fours for him. Without sticking my face in the pillows this time. I pushed myself and looked back, commanding him to eat me high enough for my sister-in-law to hear me from the next room. I felt his dick go in all at once and start fucking me hard, banging the bed against the wall. "You're so naughty today", he said as he slapped me on the ass. "You haven't seen anything yet". I answered, teasing him. I was really out of my mind, all cranky and carefree with him shoving all that stuff down my throat, and I was out of my mind when I stopped him, took the stick out of his mouth, and drove it up my ass. "Is that serious?" he asked with a huge smile on his face. You want to eat my cooking, don't you? That's what I want! I smiled happily because I was fulfilling his fantasy, but it was a short-lived smile, and when that head began to open up, I felt a tremendous pain, and I couldn't let it go on, so I pushed it back. "Did I hurt you?" he asked, disappointed. "Yes, your cock is very big". I replied. Despite the attempt to raise his ego in my answer, he was still disappointed. Peter always respected me, yet he could not hide his frustration. I, still on all fours in bed, remembered Julianny and thought that there was still a way to play with my boyfriend. I think I need to get used to it slowly. Are you sure? I want to give my ass to you today, no matter how. It wasn't what he wanted, but it was enough for the smile to return to his face. So I took my hand and brought it to my mouth. I sucked that middle finger until it was well wet and directed it to my little hole. This time it was a nice penetration, like Julianny's finger. At four, with Peter's finger on my butt, I started masturbating and moaning. He, taking the stick with his free hand, touched himself too. <unk> That, Peter, eat my ass! <unk> I provoked, loud enough for Patricia also to hear. "How delightful that asshole is, Amanda", he replied, as if he really had his stick inside me. Even though it wasn't direct penetration, the fact that I was giving myself to him seemed to be enough to excite him. He could barely make a back and forth on my butt because he was concentrating on the movements of the other hand on the stick. I masturbated on all fours, feeling full behind and with the wonderful feeling of finally giving my butt to him. What seemed like an improvised solution became a very stimulating sexual position. Peter liked it so much that he enjoyed horrors. He was so naughty that he chose my butt to joke about. I could feel him rubbing his stick on my skin to clean himself and that hot molasses on my flesh. His ear made me even more excited and I ended up enjoying it. Without covering my mouth this time. Patricia to hear it all. It was a new experience. Peter hadn't laughed in my body yet and at first I felt a strange feeling that didn't last long. Then the idea of being covered by the laughter that I myself caused in him made me feel more pleasant. I turned on the light and went to the mirror and stared at my butt covered in cock and couldn't hide the smile of satisfaction. Peter looked at me with a wistful smile, proud of what he had done to me. I gave him a long kiss on the mouth and then I worried about the new problem: I had to clean myself. With a butt like that I would wear nothing but a blouse that covered my body only up to my waist. From the door of the bedroom I stood for long seconds looking at the corridor in all directions and at the door of the bathroom. I had to be quick so as not to risk being seen naked from the waist down and with my butt all sweaty. It would be a very big disrespect to his parents. Pedro, pissed off as he is, just laughed at my situation. I took courage and ran to the bathroom and entered. I carefully slammed the door and went to the toilet paper to start cleaning myself. What indecency is this? With my back to the door as I bent over to retrieve toilet paper, I nearly died of fright at Patricia's voice. You want to kill me? You didn't answer my question, why are you naked in my house? Imagine if my parents see you like this? I'm sorry, Patricia, but look at the state I'm in, I can't get dressed without cleaning up first. She tried, but she couldn't stay serious for long and started laughing. I, of course, followed her, because as soon as the fright passed I understood that she just wanted to provoke me. I, for my part, provoked her in my own way. If Julianny is right, she loves an ass, and I made sure to stand with my back to her all the time while I passed the toilet paper on my butt. I did it very slowly and cleaning as little as possible just to catch her gaze in my curves. "Is this all my brother's?" she asked, looking at Peter's semen on my body. Yeah, he was pretty excited today. I didn't believe it at the time, but she stuck her finger up my ass, wiped some of her brother's mockery off and took it to her mouth. He should be off his game since the last time you were here. She talks about it like it's a trivial thing and keeps putting her finger on me and taking it to her mouth. It was strange to see her doing that, being the butt of her brother's joke, but the truth is that Patricia was always very sure of herself. She wasn't going to be scolded for being his semen when her goal was to provoke me. Also, because I was succeeding, because my body was reacting, leaning on her, offering itself. I could have let her lick my fucking body all night, but she changed her mind and took off her shirt. Come, you need a bath. I didn't know if the shower noise would wake anyone up or if Pedro would suspect something. I just took off my sweater and went with her. I hugged her from behind while the water was heating up and didn't mind touching her body as I wanted to. Her tired breasts were swallowed by my hands, or at least as much as I could feel them. I rubbed my thigh against her, feeling that sweet body glued to mine while she stretched out her arm, measuring the temperature of the water as if I wasn't doing anything there. Come, let me wash you. I just obeyed, and I put my hands on the box tile, and I pushed my butt into it, and I felt my hands run soap on my body and squeeze me with desire, and then those fingers would be slipping between my buttocks, looking for more intimate places. "Did you give your ass to him?" she asked, as direct as ever. I didn't know how to classify what had happened. Either it did, or it didn't. It's complicated. I asked him to put it in, but his dick is too big. "Big?" asked my sister-in-law, with a change of tone. You've never seen your brother naked? No, I mean, it's been a few years, and I certainly wasn't excited. <unk> Well, you know your brother is gifted, see? <unk> I spoke laughing, with that smile that always springs on my face when I remember Peter's stick. She'd already been scrubbing my ass longer than necessary and turning off the water, and I was still there, at her mercy, who had stopped smoothing my body to draw circles with her fingertip on my creases. Is his dick so big it hurt you? Almost, when I started to feel pain, I asked him to stop. Where'd all this shit come from, then? That hinting finger would provoke me, and it would release me more and more to talk. <unk> I myself pointed his dick at my ass, but with pain I told him to stop. He got frustrated, so I asked him to eat me with his finger. He milled my ass so much masturbating, watching me get on all fours with his finger on my ass. "Did he put it all in like that?" asked Patricia, pointing her finger at me. That's right. That must be quite a sight. Patricia took advantage of me, going back and forth with her finger, and I tried to groan as softly as I could, but this time it was Peter who couldn't hear. You heard everything, didn't you? You've been acting like a whore. I've been feeling this way since last week. <unk> You're a shameless <unk> my sister-in-law so take one of my hands and take her kiss. <unk> Look what you did to me I put my fingers between my lips. I was soaked. Patricia is always so mature and self-confident that I got wet on the spot just thinking that I took that woman seriously. Even in that position and with my finger tucked back there, I tried to move her. I twisted that knuckle and noticed my sister-in-law rolling in my hand. Suddenly she grabbed my hand and rubbed it hard. She laughs, holding my hand between her thighs and pushing her finger as far as possible into my ass. She bit my shoulder to drown out the screams of pleasure. Enchanted, Patricia took her finger off me and put me back against the wall, she guided me to open my legs as she knelt behind me, she opened my ass and kissed me, deliciously, and I opened my eyes in an instant. If Julianny liked to tear my sighs out, playfully walking the tip of my tongue in my folds, Patricia sucked me differently. She rubbed the entire tongue, top to bottom, on my ass. I could feel the softness and moisture of that entire tongue inside my ass. As she sucked me from behind, fingers penetrated my muzzle. Suddenly, the tongue penetrated me from behind as well, and I had to bite my hand to keep from screaming, so much fun I had. When my sister-in-law got up, I turned and gave her a long, delicious kiss. I pressed that sweet body against mine, rubbing myself on it as much as I could. There was no other way to react to such affection. We stayed like this for a long time, rubbing our bodies and our tongues before we finished our bath and went back to sleep. When I arrived in the room, Peter had already fallen asleep. The next day I woke up late as usual. In fact, I was curled up in bed waiting for Peter to go to his soccer game and hear my in-laws coming out. Despite the delicious night I had, the fire had not yet been extinguished. I went to the kitchen in the same way I was the night before, in my underwear and blouse. I had never done anything like this, walking like this in my in-laws' house. Besides the risk of being caught by them, there were still the neighbors. Yes, I lost my mind, and that was because I woke up with a fantasy of being half-caught and grabbed by someone who loves to explore my body. Unfortunately, that's not how it happened. I was caught by surprise, give me a less pleasant shape than I imagined. <unk> Why are you walking like that in my house? Do you think this is whorehouse? <unk> Patricia surprised me with harsh words and a strong slap on my ass. <unk> You have a boyfriend, Amanda. Stop behaving as if Julianny would come to eat you at any time. <unk> The force of the slap and the way you impose your voice scared me right away. Moments before I felt excited and full of fantasies and from one hour to the next I feel dirty, a tramp. Unlike the other time when I was excited thinking here, I felt ashamed. I apologized with watery eyes as I rubbed my hand where my butt burned the most. In seconds she threw my contradictions and my betrayal in my face and then opened a smile. "I'm joking, you fool!" she said, changing her tone and smoothing my burnt ass. "Don't play games like that with me", I said with as much indignation as I could muster until she kissed my neck and I melted. <unk> Stop being silly, Amanda. I sucked your ass yesterday, I'm as much a bitch as you. <unk> she said, causing me to laugh irresistibly. <unk> Besides, my slap didn't hurt so much <unk> she kept smoothing my ass. Of course it hurt, didn't you hear the noise it made? <unk> With an ass like that you must be used to getting <unk> provoked me, squeezing my ass <unk> are you going to tell me that Pedro doesn't hit you in the ass? He hits, but he doesn't do it by taking me by surprise like you. Does my brother like to hit you hard? Here he gives a little slap or two so his parents don't hear there was one time we went to the motels he punished me all I came home all red I felt her hand squeeze me so hard. <unk> Do you like to catch him? Her voice whispered in my ear, creeping me up with that conversation, her hand still pressing on my ass. I love being dominated, and especially when I feel like my body makes people freak out. I answered, sticking up my ass, offering myself to Patricia, who didn't deny me two more slaps. "My brother has good taste"... Patricia says as she squeezes me once more. "Change your clothes and come with me. I'll make it up to you for the scare I gave you". I changed my blouse and put on a pair of jeans while my sister-in-law wore a long skirt with a flowered blouse, slightly pulled down. Without saying a word, she drove me to a condo and inside to a beautiful two-story house. It was as big as Patricia's. I didn't understand anything about being cared for by Pastor Gabriel. He greeted us with a smile on his face that made me wonder if he already knew what we had done to his wife. I was nervous just thinking that he knew all the details about what his wife had done to me and could barely answer him. I'm lucky to have Patricia by my side, to talk to him without the slightest embarrassment. The pastor called his wife who promptly came down when she heard our names. A beautiful smile opened on her face as soon as she saw us. It was the first time I visited her so I had never seen her dressed in such a naked way, with a top and shorts, showing more the curves of her body. Although I had seen her naked before... She went to Patricia and greeted her with two kisses, as she usually does, and with me she had the usual party. She hugged me tightly, pulling me against her. I had no reason not to reciprocate and hug her back. I was satisfied just to feel her body stick to mine and wouldn't even try anything more in front of her husband. So it was she who kissed my neck making me moan. Scared, I wanted to let go at the time, but she held me. I stood there moaning in her kisses. As soon as she let me go, Patricia didn't forgive. I want to see what my brother will say when you come home with those lipstick marks on your neck. Julianny and the pastor laughed, and so did Patricia. I know Pedro will understand. At that moment I remembered Julianny telling me about their relationship and I wondered if he knew what we had done the previous week, the pastor had a charming smile, but I began to perceive a trace of malice, who perhaps would like to see his wife grabbing others. I erased those thoughts from my mind as soon as I removed the lipstick marks from my neck. Gabriel went back to talking to his wife, finally leaving me out of the limelight. He says goodbye, leaves and Julianny goes back to Patricia. So, my love, won't you give me my hug? Patricia walked up to her, giving her a tight hug and a kiss on the cheek. You don't like to hug me anymore? I like you, I'm hugging you. Julianny puts one of his hands up my sister-in-law's ass. <unk> Your embrace used to be nicer. <unk> Says the pastor's wife to then look at me <unk> Are you ashamed of Amanda? <unk> No. <unk> Patricia responds in an almost desperate tone <unk> So why don't you give me that nice touch? I always saw my sister-in-law as an example of a strong woman. I was amused by her sarcasm, even though she sometimes fell victim to it, and admired the security she always displayed. When Julianny said that she only hugged her privately, I thought it was strange. It was looking at that scene that I saw something else in my sister-in-law. Patricia was ungrateful to be charged by the hug, although Julianny always speaks softly. Her hands timidly occupied Julianny's butt as she listened to those sweet provocations. I never imagined Patricia being obedient in that way. My sister-in-law, that strong woman, had her own submissive side and only with the pastor's wife was she honest with herself. <unk> How I miss your caress, my love. <unk> said Julianny as he felt her hands squeezing him tightly. <unk> You know you can give me the caress you want. I saw Patricia loosen up more and slide her hands down her shorts, undressing her ass as she squeezed her directly. "You're bolder today, how delightful!" said Julianny, cunningly as she felt her ass being uncovered and her hands squeezed. For a moment Patricia looks at me and then hides her face in Julianny's neck, who moans cunningly. I don't know if it was shame for me, or wanting to kiss her neck, but that scene excited me too much. The embrace ends with Julianny giving a stamp to Patricia. If that lasts another minute, I would masturbate in front of them. Julianny adjusts her shorts while smiling, mischievously. I smiled in amazement at my sister-in-law, who looked at me with the face of few friends. She didn't seem to like that I had seen her that way. I hope you didn't come just for the hugs. Actually I brought her here because she can't cook for her boyfriend. My sister-in-law didn't like it at all to be dominated in front of me that somehow wanted to embarrass me back. Julianny laughs at the decoy. She didn't tell him we fucked her either. She went on, making me redder. Despite my sister-in-law's joke, the pastor's wife looked at me seriously. Is that bothering you? I looked into her eyes and almost cried, and she saw my anguish and she came and hugged me, and she put my head on those soft breasts, and she dried my hair. It's not like that, my love. You haven't done anything wrong. You also don't have to keep pushing yourself, you have your time to mature and tell him. Did you tell Pastor Gabriel about what we did? Not yet, actually he knows something happened, but I haven't given the details yet, but he's very concerned about discretion, after all, he's the pastor of the church, and an open relationship might not be very well received. I'm afraid he's going to be upset. Besides, I think men like to hear stories about their wives with other women. <unk> How can you be sure? <unk> asked Patricia, as she looked serious at me being hugged by Julianny. Well, you know men don't, and Gabriel and I have fantasized about things like this many times. What a lousy shepherd. You provoked Patricia. He really is, clean and discreet, couldn't be better. Julianny and I laughed, and Patricia joined us. <unk> Maybe a good way to tell him is to give him what he wants. <unk> said Julianny looking me in the eyes. I immediately understood what he meant, but I remember I can't do that. Before we argue, she takes my hand and leads me to the room. <unk> Come, dear! I'll help you. In the master bedroom, I stand by the big bed while the pastor's wife looks for something in the closet. When she finds it, she tells me to turn around. Patricia stands at the door, looking at everything. Julianny hugs me from behind, passes her hand over my body, and I feel something metal in her hand. <unk> You can use one of these for your body to get used to. <unk> Do you want me to lend you? <unk> she said whispering in my ear. Her soft voice in my ear gives me the creeps, and all I can do is nod my head in affirmation, and she brings the plug to my mouth, and I suck it like it's Peter's dick, and she takes the toy out of my mouth and slides it down my chin, my neck, through my breasts, my belly until it rubs against my groin, and then she turns around and starts rubbing the plug between my buttocks, over my pants. <unk> The secret, my love, is to relax. <unk> She whispers once more and sucks my ear. I'm all shivering, moaning slyly. Take off your pants and come to bed. I felt completely dominated by her, and I took off my pants at once. She led me to the bed and made me lie on my stomach with a pillow under my hip. I was standing tall, in my underpants and blouse. The pastor's wife distributed kisses and delicious little bites on my butt, and a wistful smile erupted on my face. I looked to the side and saw Patricia, already without her skirt, with her hand in her underpants. She seemed hypnotized, coming out of her trance when Julianny asks her to pick up something on the mute servant. My sister-in-law obeys immediately, pulling out a lubricant and handing over the pastor's wife. <unk> Take off her panties <unk> ordered Julianny, being promptly obeyed. I felt my sister-in-law's hands pulling on my panties, exposing me to them. Julianny opens my ass and gives me that sweet kiss that makes me shiver at the tip of her tongue. Four hands squeeze my ass as that tongue invades me. My crotch rubs against the pillow making me extremely excited. I give myself to those two and I feel a finger penetrate me with ease. It walks through my folds and goes deep inside me. Do you want to go through it too? My ass is offered to Patricia. My sister-in-law is more eager to kiss me. She passes the whole tongue, the way she likes, and puts lubricant back on my little hole. She comes with two fingers as if she wants to enlarge me herself. She fucks me a little with her fingers until Julianny finally pushes the plug in my ass. I was so excited that I didn't feel it at all when she came in. I won a kiss on the butt and a slap from my sister-in-law. Julianny pulls me out of bed and takes me to the wardrobe mirror. I turn my back and push myself. I open my ass to see the circular, jewel-shaped object lodged between my buttocks, from which Julianny can't get her hands off. I give her a kiss on the mouth, long, where I feel her squeezing me all the way. When we're done, we see Patricia without her panties. Of four. The pastor's wife crawls on the bed and grabs my sister-in-law's fat ass. I immediately follow, making a caress of her. Patricia looked back, biting her lips as if she wanted something, but without expressing herself. <unk> Tell me, what do you want, my love? <unk> asks Julianny, with his sweetness. "You know", replied Patricia, slyly, quite unlike the self-assured woman I've ever known. "If you don't tell me, I won't know", he replied to the pastor's wife in an ironic tone. We both knew what my sister-in-law wanted, but Julianny was not satisfied, so she masturbated Patricia while insisting that she express herself. You need to be honest with yourself, we both love you, you're safe, you can show your other side to us. Patricia groaned, cunningly, rolled her ass in Julianny's hand, turning her face to the side, now looking at me, now at the pastor's wife, seemed to muster up the courage to say something, until she finally spoke. I want a plug in my ass. Julianny and I looked at each other with a sympathetic smile on our faces. My sister-in-law was letting loose in a way that I didn't know and that excited me. Julianny went back to the closet and pulled another plug. This time, it was my turn to pass the lubricant. First, I gave her my kiss. I had tasted the affection of both and wanted to offer her the best of both worlds. I rubbed my entire tongue on her folds in a slow motion and at the end, I played with the tip. The sly moan, varying in tone and rolling in my mouth proved that my Greek kiss was approved. I applied the lubricant with the tip of my finger, walking through the folds, but entering with two, to surprise her. Julianny would caress her on the back, on the butt and sometimes touch her breasts. When Patricia started rolling on my fingers, I pulled them out and pushed the plug. As I pushed everything at once, she pulled back her hip, but then groaned sweetly, accepting the toy. She continued there, rolling on all fours while I and the pastor's wife smoothed her body. "Do you want anything else, my love?" asked Julianny, smoothing her lips. Patricia groaned cunningly, without answering. Seeing her that way, dying of desire without assuming what she wanted, caused me various sensations. First, a certain irritation that she did not assume her will, but at the same time, having her so docile in front of me made me arouse desires. I, being honest with myself and doing what I wanted, grabbed her hair and slapped as hard as I could on that beautiful ass. Julianny opened her eyes. Patricia shouted, cunningly. Just say what you want. I slapped her a few more times and repeated the order until she obeyed. I want you to fuck me! Julianny gave a naughty smile and ran to the closet, coming back with a plastic penis of considerable size. It was bigger than Peter's dick and had an anatomy very similar to a real one, with glands, veins, etc. I grabbed that fake limb and remembered when I masturbated with the pillow, thinking about fucking her. I pushed that slow toy. Even before I finished, Patricia had already thrown her hip back, swallowing that console almost completely. I pulled her by her hair and fucked her, putting it in quickly and forcefully as I would have liked Peter to do with me. I snatched my sister-in-law with desperate groans. That's it, Amanda, fuck me, eat all of me, fuck my face! I always thought Patricia would be dominant in bed, one of those who just likes to be on top. This idealized of my sister-in-law only contributed to that scene to be even more exciting. The confident woman, who beat me with her sarcasm, was now four, begging me to fuck her. So I did, I got into her and did not stop even when my arm tired. Patricia had a strong orgasm, sticking her head in the pillow while crying, trembling with the ass up. Julianny looked at me in wonder, as if she had done something she could not. While my sister-in-law was recovering, the pastor's wife took the toy, inspired by Patricia's joy, and put it in her mouth. I was surprised that she was able to put it all in her mouth. She gave me a kiss, with my sister-in-law's taste, and put her hand on my cheek. I returned by putting my hand in her shorts, reaching for her wet lips. We masturbated there, kneeling on the bed, exchanging glances of desire, being watched by Patricia who was still breathing heavily. We had fun together, supporting each other's bodies as we cried. We fell together on the bed and held Patricia, filling her with kisses. For a few hours I stood naked in that house, with the plug plugged in, as did Patricia. Julianny explained to us that that toy would help us get used to penetration, but that the lubricant was indispensable. She insisted that Pedro needed to be delicate the first time and that I should help. Finally, she revealed to us that it was difficult to find a man who ate an ass as well as Pastor Gabriel. Despite Julianny's and Patricia's affection, I still didn't know how to tell Pedro what I had done, let alone how anal sex would actually help.