I laid us down on the bed, me still straddling him. LUKE took of his shirt, as did I. He bit on my bottom lip earning a moan from me.
"Fuck me hard, daddy" I moaned.
Luke stopped what he was doing. When I looked down at him I noticed he was crying uncontrollably. He lifted me off and started running away, still crying. I saw him run to a church. I saw him bathe in the holy water and he was still crying.
