Damianclutchedthepillowcasetightly,andwhenmyfingertipstouchedhim,whenIheardhimsayso,Itookmyfingertipsaway,andtheotherhandbulliedhimmercilessly,pullinghimoutofhismouthandmakingnoises,Ididn'tknowwhathewastalkingabout.Butknowingthatthisisthetoneofhappiness.
Someliquidfromhimranthroughmyhands,andthemoaninghadquieteddown,leavingonlyafaintgasp.Ikissedmybuttocksgently,andmymouthwasverycunning.
"Itoldyounottomakeanynoise,andyouwillbepunished."
WhenIremovedmyfingertipsfromhimandburiedmybody,Damianshowedalookofpanicandtriedtopushmeaway.
"Don't...myLord,don't...it'stoodeep."
Ah...Youcallmelecherous,andstraighttalkmakesmewanttobullymore.
Ididaturnofdeafears,movingmyhipsonebyoneuntileverythingwasinplace,soIaddedmoreweightandattack.ThecentralpartofDamian'ssofttorsobecamehotagain,andmyclutchedpalmbegantobebulliedagain.