When he gazed into her eyes, Abigail nodded her head, answering his unasked question.
Without a word, she slipped her hand down between his legs, and began massaging his stiffness with her hand.
Conrad was completely taken aback, and a gasp of sheer shock and surprise escaped his lips before he had a chance to react.
Abigail continued to rub her hand along his shaft, whispering to him of his size and how much she longed to have him inside her.
Conrad could feel himself losing control.
He bent his head and buried his face in her neck, kissing it, frantically.
Just then, Conrad began to hear the distant sound of singing. The music was soft and beautiful, like a heavenly choir had just alighted on the ground outside.
God had sent them.
Sent them to watch over Conrad and celebrate his
