#m; mavis abbot

[angelsofsmalld3ath]

mavis hadn’t done it on purpose-well technically she had-mavis had been riding them reverse cowgirl, bouncing up and down on their cock, their hands on her hips guiding her actions, when they ended up thrusting up into her she moaned for two different reasons, the thrust felt fucking amazing and she not only felt but she heard the obscene sound of their balls slapping against her, she didn’t stop moving, no, she wouldn’t dare, but she reached down gently fondling their sack, gently massaging and squeezing, making sure to be gentle, she had honestly just done it out of curiosity, but when she heard them whimper, she couldn’t help but clench tightly around them, mavis had never been really big on balls, but something about their balls interested her.

open too: anyone with a penis 21+ connection?:(step)relative, bouncer at the club, anything (specifically in tags) who?: mavis abbot, early twenties, stripper, submissive. plot: none i just wanted thread that focused on balls

[angelsofsmalld3ath]

mavis hated the way his words we’re making her feel, the way he cooed at her immediately going to her pussy. the younger woman sucked on his thumb when he pushed it into her mouth, she didn’t mind it, not physically at least. mavis’ eyes widened at the thought of the creepy old superintendent knowing just how easy she spread her legs, the old perv was already constantly hitting on her. it was a few long moments of him pressing on her tongue before she started gagging, mavis had a pretty average gag reflex, it really just depended on the day, and just her luck, today seemed to be a weak gag reflex day. the younger woman didn’t know what she wanted to allow mikael to have, she thought for a moment. “whatever you want.” she replied breathlessly, while giving mikael free reign of her body probably wasn’t the best idea she had done it.

mavis wasn’t stupid, she knew mikael wasnt a nice man, she was around men like him nearly all night. but mikael had helped her before, she really had thought he would do it again, she didn’t want to admit it but him mocking her had her incredible turned on, the way he was speaking to her in such a condescending tone. “no! neither!” mavis shook her head, had she thought about both those things before but it had been the last thing she was thinking about this morning, that was until she ended up in this position, but even despite her protest when his thumb pressed on her lower lip, mavis opened her mouth, letting it hang agape slightly, she was just barely fighting back the urge to take mikael’s thumb into her mouth and suck on it.

[anastpaul]

Saint of the Day – 1 February -Blessed Benedict Daswa (1946-1990 aged 43) Layman/MARTYR/Teacher – Patron of against the occult, against witchcraft, persecuted Christians, teachers, School principals, fathers

Born Tshimangadzo Samuel Daswa, was a South African school teacher and principal.   He was given the name of “Samuel” by his parents when he started to attend school and assumed the name “Benedict” upon his conversion.   A local mob murdered him when he refused to fund their anti-Catholic witchcraft superstitions.   He had been viewed as a martyr after his death and his martyrdom was confirmed in 2015, paving the way for his beatification.  He was beatified in Limpopo on 13 September 2015. Cardinal Angelo Amato – on behalf of Pope Francis – presided over the beatification Mass.

Benedict was a member of the Lemba tribe. He the first child born to Tshililo Petrus Daswa (Bakali) and Thidziambi Ida Daswa (Gundula). This tribe followed Jewish rituals and laws. Daswa had three younger brothers and one sister: Thanyani Mackson, Muvhulawa Calson, Thinavhuyo Mavis and Humbulani Innocent. Daswa worked as a herd boy before he attended school which started at Vondwe Primary School in 1957 which was followed by secondary school at Mphaphuli High School. After his father’s accidental death, it fell to him to provide for his siblings and did this by paying for their education while in the workforce. In the workforce, he helped pay for his siblings’ education and constantly encouraged them to take pride in their studies.

Daswa was exposed to Roman Catholicism through a friend he met while in Johannesburg while living with an uncle there. He learnt about the Catholic faith and learnt catechism every Sunday from Benedict Risimati. After two years of instruction, Daswa was baptized on 21 April 1963 by Father Augustine O’Brien. He took the name of “Benedict” due to the fact that he was inspired by Saint Benedict of Nursia, also selecting as his life motto “Ora et labora” (pray and work). He was confirmed by Abbot Bishop F. Clemens van Hoek, O.S.B. three months later on 21 July 1963.

He became an active member of the church in South Africa.   Daswa went to Venda Teacher Training College to do a primary teacher’s certificate and later obtained his matriculation through correspondence in 1973.   He served as a teacher and catechist as he worked with adolescents and he assisted families that endured economic hardship.   He was a highly respected individual in his local community and became known for his honesty, truthfulness and integrity, even known to fetch students who decided to skip schools. Daswa later helped to build the first church in his area and later became the principal of the school that he taught at on 1 January 1979 at Nweli Primary School.

Daswa married Shadi Eveline Monyai (d. 2008) in 1974 and the pair had a total of eight children, including Lufuno (b. 1977) who was the eldest, Benedicta (b. 1990), Helen and Faith.   He would help his wife with household chores, unheard of at that time in his area, and he valued his family to the point of hosting Daswa Family Days each 16 December where gifts would be exchanged and a meal held.   For his family, he personally built his brick house.   Daswa also established a soccer team called the Mbahe Eleven Computers and left this team when members wanted to use “muti” (medicine) in order to win games. He started a new team, Mbahe Freedom Rebels.

In November 1989, heavy rains and lightning strikes plagued the area. When his village suffered strong storms again in January 1990, the elders decided that the lightning occurred due to magic and thus demanded a tax from all their residents to pay for a sangoma to “sniff out” the witch who caused the storms.   Refusing to believe this, Daswa said they were just a natural phenomenon and declined to pay the tax.

On 2 February 1990, Daswa drove his sister-in-law and her sick child to a doctor in Thohoyandou and en route, picked up a man who asked for his help to take a bag of mealie meal to his home in a town next to Mbahe.   At around 7:30pm, he returned to Mbahe where he left his sister-in-law and child near their home.   He told his daughter that he would soon return after taking the passenger to the next village.

Returning home, found his path blocked by fallen trees an as he attempted to clear the road he was ambushed by a mob of young men.   Bleeding as a result of stoning, he left his damaged car and ran for assistance at a woman’s hut.   However, the woman revealed where he was when the mob threatened to kill her if she did not comply.   As a result of this, he was beaten and clubbed over the head.   Boiling water was poured over him in his ears and nostrils after he was attacked to ensure that he was dead.   His final words were, “God, into Your hands receive my spirit”.    The woman of the hut informed Daswa’s brother what had happened and the latter remained with his dead brother for the night.

The funeral took place on Saturday, 10 February 1990. The funeral procession commenced at Daswa’s home and then proceeded to Nweli Church.   Celebrants wore red vestments to indicate their belief that Daswa died at the hands of his attackers in hatred of his faith.

The cause of beatification commenced on 10 June 2008 on a diocesan level in Tzaneen which concluded in 2009 with the commencement of the “Roman Phase”. The cause had to be ratified to ensure the process was valid and performed its duties as required and this occurred in Rome on 5 November 2010.   The opening of the cause granted him the title Servant of God.   The postulator assigned was Father Jean-Louis Chassem, MSC.   The Positio – documenting his life and evidence to suggest he was killed for his faith – was submitted to the Congregation for the Causes of Saints in 2013.

Pope Francis approved a decree that recognized his martyrdom on 22 January 2015 which allowed for his beatification.  A possible date for the beatification, as stated by the Archbishop of Pretoria William M. Slattery, was October 2015 and as late as 1 November.

The beatification was celebrated by Cardinal Angelo Amato in Limpopo on 13 September 2015; the beatification date was confirmed in March 2015.   Present at the celebration was Daswa’s mother and children as well as Father Augustine O’Brien who baptized him. Approximately 35,000 people attended the beatification.

Daswa’s remains were exhumed from his grave on 24 August 2015 in the presence of the police, a nurse and a doctor.  he exhumation took more than four hours due to the secure burial with several layers of thick cement between layers of soil; the steel coffin was reported to be in good condition.  At the behest of the family, his remains were taken to the grave of his wife and the coffin opened to reveal Daswa’s skeletal remains intact.   The family desired the remains to be left undisturbed in the original coffin for reinterment, which was cleaned and covered in white material and colored traditional Venda cloth.   A document to testify to the exhumation was placed in the coffin.   His remains were relocated to a grave in a church in Mbahe and a toe and a piece of the garment he was wearing was removed and was sent away to be used as relics.

[angelsofsmalld3ath]

“oh… oh yes.” mavis moaned one of her hands massaging her own throat, her other hand sloppily rubbing her cunt over her panties, perfectly manicured hands rubbing circles over clit. her hand squeezed her throat, moaning his name while she laid on his bed, touching herself with his name on her lips.

open too: m 21+ connection?: brother, uncle, step-dad, brother-in-law, anything except bio-dad(specify in tags) who?: mavis abbot, early twenties, stripper, straight plot: mavis is staying with y/m for whatever reason, and while y/m is gone mavis touches herself on his bed while hes gone, but ofc he catches her.

[angelsofsmalld3ath]

closed starter; @scarletsxnss

mavis was laying over bruce’s lap, her ass up in the air, her skirt flipped back revealing her white lacey panties. “my ass is yours daddy.” she smirked. “i belong to you.” mavis giggled while wiggling her ass teasingly.

plot; x

[angelsofsmalld3ath]

“your going to love what i have planned.” she grinned while she continued to rub his thigh for a few moments before she moved her hand up, rubbing against enzo’s crotch, a mischievous smile on her face. mavis pulled the zipper of enzo’s pants down before she popped the button open, she was leaning over the console slightly as she pushed her hands into his pants, carresing enzo over his boxer’s alternating between rubbing up and down and gently squeezes.

mavis smiled looking at enzo. “oh im well aware you would never turn me giving you my complete attention.” she giggled while squeezing his hand. “no, ive got what ill need at your place.” mavis practically lived in enzo’s place, mavis had a bunch of her clothes, as well as her toothbrush and things like that at enzo’s place, she hadn’t done so on purpose, but she had started with just a few things and then suddenly she had a dresser and then a side of enzo’s closet. “just want to go back home with you… and have a… enjoyable night.” she said while she pulled her hand out of enzo’s grasp and moved it to rest on his thigh, rubbing up and down teasingly.

[angelsofsmalld3ath]

I had taken her a moment to realize a rather long moment actually, long enough for her to end up with his cock in her mouth, before she realized just who exactly she was servicing, and she’d be a liar if she said realizing who’s dick was in her mouth didn’t make her ruin her panties. Her manicured hands were resting on his thighs as she bobbed her head up and down expertly, honestly putting in more work than she normally did, he was family after all. She looked up at him through her lashes, looking at his face in the dim red lights as she sucked him off, she couldn’t wait to find out what his cum tasted like.

Who: Mavis Abbot, Early-Twenties, Sex Worker, Straight, Switch.

Connection: Father, Stepfather, Brother, Brother-in-law, anyone who mavis shouldn’t be servicing, Taboo welcome!

Plot: Your Muse requested Mavis because she looks like someone they can’t have, but little do they know Mavis is that someone, and she figures out who shes servicing before he realizes.

[angelsofsmalld3ath]

“yes master” mavis said with a role of her eyes when she was forced to bend over the counter, she knew better than to be defiant. she obediently pulled her skirt up before she pushed her panties down to her ankles and spread her legs slightly, her pussy already dripped wet and waiting for inspection as she crossed her arms and rested them on the counter before resting her head ontop of her arms.

open too: m/f 21+ who: mavis abbot, early twenties, stripper, bisexual, submissive. connection; (step)relative, boyfriend/girlfriend, family friend, anything, taboo welcome plot: x

[angelsofsmalld3ath]

the blonde shivered when she felt mickey’s hand touching her, her gaze immediately dropping to his hand, she couldn’t help but wish that he would force her down, have his way with her, or at least she hoped thats where this would lead, mickey ontop of her, making a complete mess of her. mavis was hesitant for a second, but she didn’t have to be told twice, the blonde spread her legs, revealing her wet panties she grabbed the side of ber panties and lifted her hips up off the bed as she tugged them down to her ankle’s before kicking them away, her dripping, messy cunt now on full for mickey. “what do you think?” she asked looking at the male for approval./@inherentlyindecent

mavis eyes drifted down watching mickey as he grabbed his cock through his jeans. she didn’t know how he got the idea that she didn’t like him came from, probably the fact that she got quiet whenever he came in the room. mavis crossed her legs in a attempt to hide herself. “i think we both know your not gonna tell her.” she said breathlessly, she didn’t know that, not for sure. “please don’t tell her?” she pleaded, trying not to sound desperate, her sister was the only member of her family that hadn’t slammed the door in her face when she needed a place to stay, if her sister kicked her out she wouldn’t have anywhere to go.

[angelsofsmalld3ath]

mavis nodded her head and continued to touch herself, she used one hand to finger herself and apply pressure to her clit with her palm, her other hand groping at her own chest. the walls of this house were thin, mavis had the pleasure of hearing her sister and hunter having sex and she had gotten a few glimpses of hunter naked on accident and good god did mavis understand why her sister moaned so obnoxiously loud. “you.” the blonde said stating the obvious. “i was thinking about you.” she giggled. “and how hot you sound while fucking my sister.” not that hunter could really be heard over her sister’s moans, but mavis would focus, and occasionally peek on them, imagining it was her under hunter.

mavis hadn’t noticed hunter’s presence, not at first, she was too busy rubbing herself, attempting to get off, she was so close, mavis could feel herself right on the edge of a orgasm, imagining it was him touching her, his larger hand playing with her pussy instead of her smaller hand. mavis gasped when she heard his voice her hand stilling on her throbbing clit, her eyes snapped open, she looked at hunter, her breathing quick and erratic, her orgasm ripped away from her. “i… i…” mavis blushed. she bit her lip when he told her to keep going, mavis didn’t have to be told twice, she quickly complied, resuming rubbing her clit, occasionally dipping her two fingers into her cunt. “you like that?” her words coming out breathless as she looked at her brother-in-law. “you like watching your sister-in-law playing with her pussy on your bed.” she teased while rubbing herself.

[angelsofsmalld3ath]

mavis knew bruce thought she was prettiest after a facial, and honestly she didn’t mind it. mavis continued to stroke bruce’s cock while she sucked on bruce’s balls, giving them the love and attention she thought they deserved. “thank you daddy.” she responded while she licked the underside of bruce’s cock, she swirled her tongue around the tip before she licked her way back down to her boyfriend’s balls.

mavis was getting alot of pleasure from worshipping her boyfriend’s balls, she was mesmerized, the feeling of them, they way they tasted, how they felt in her mouth everything. mavis had heard him gasp in pleasure but she hadn’t really payed attention, she looked up at him when she heard his second gasp. mavis gasped when bruces cum shot onto her hand and onto her face, she hadn’t actually noticed he was cumming until his cum was shooting onto her, mavis giggled. “looks like you enjoy this just as much as i do.” she giggled before leaning down and resuming licking bruces balls.

[angelsofsmalld3ath]

mavis eyes drifted down watching mickey as he grabbed his cock through his jeans. she didn’t know how he got the idea that she didn’t like him came from, probably the fact that she got quiet whenever he came in the room. mavis crossed her legs in a attempt to hide herself. “i think we both know your not gonna tell her.” she said breathlessly, she didn’t know that, not for sure. “please don’t tell her?” she pleaded, trying not to sound desperate, her sister was the only member of her family that hadn’t slammed the door in her face when she needed a place to stay, if her sister kicked her out she wouldn’t have anywhere to go.

mavis let out a loud wanton moan of mickey’s name as she orgasmed, continuing to rub her panties and massaging her throat through her orgasm, her head thrown back. mavis laid on the bed her eyes closed as she came down from her orgasm. mavis took a few moments to compose herself before her eyes fluttered open, her gaze almost immediately going to mickey. “shit!” mavis exclaimed while she sat up. “i thought uh… i thought you wouldn’t be back till later.” she said akwardly.

[angelsofsmalld3ath]

mavis was getting alot of pleasure from worshipping her boyfriend’s balls, she was mesmerized, the feeling of them, they way they tasted, how they felt in her mouth everything. mavis had heard him gasp in pleasure but she hadn’t really payed attention, she looked up at him when she heard his second gasp. mavis gasped when bruces cum shot onto her hand and onto her face, she hadn’t actually noticed he was cumming until his cum was shooting onto her, mavis giggled. “looks like you enjoy this just as much as i do.” she giggled before leaning down and resuming licking bruces balls.

mavis knew bruce was infatuated with her, she was infatuated with him just as much as he was with her. “i will, daddy, promise.” mavis promised while continuing to stroke bruce’s cock, twisting her wrist slightly. mavis was so caught up in worshipping bruce’s cock and ball’s that she momentarily forgot she was yet to cum. mavis began to suckle on one of bruce’s balls while stroking him, suckling gently while her eyes fluttered closed at the taste of him, a taste she was probably enjoying more than she should.

[angelsofsmalld3ath]

mavis let out a loud wanton moan of mickey’s name as she orgasmed, continuing to rub her panties and massaging her throat through her orgasm, her head thrown back. mavis laid on the bed her eyes closed as she came down from her orgasm. mavis took a few moments to compose herself before her eyes fluttered open, her gaze almost immediately going to mickey. “shit!” mavis exclaimed while she sat up. “i thought uh… i thought you wouldn’t be back till later.” she said akwardly.

mavis knew her brother-in-law was anything but loyal to her sister, she knew that, its not like she really cared though, though mavis did often wish mickey payed attention to her instead of the girls he slept around with. mavis who was unaware or mickey’s presence completely. “please, please, please, mickey.” she moaned out her eyes squeezed shut as she continued to vigorously rub herself and massaging the sides of her throat, chasing her own orgasm while she imagined her brother-in-law was the one pleasing her.

[angelsofsmalld3ath]

she rolled her eyes at him saying her fantasy was ‘lacking’ she despised her brother, so why’d he have to be so fucking hot. “im not easy!” mavis protested as he rubbed her wet panties.!”i was al-already worked up.” she said breathlessly while she reached down, gripping her brothers wrist as her eyes rolled back slightly, her orgasm washing over her, her cunt throbbing as her orgasm washed over her, a long wanton moan leaving her.

oh how she hated how smug he was, she wanted to just smack that smirk off of his face but she knew she couldn’t. mavis couldn’t help but spread her thighs when he smacked her knees, mavis mouth feel agape when he squeezed her throat, gasping quietly in shock before moaning quietly in delight. “touching me.” she repeated defiantly. “your hand, between my legs, rubbing my cunt.” she replied bluntly, attempting to sound as disinterested as possible, like she wasn’t on the verge of a orgasm just from him touching her like this.

[angelsofsmalld3ath]

oh how she hated how smug he was, she wanted to just smack that smirk off of his face but she knew she couldn’t. mavis couldn’t help but spread her thighs when he smacked her knees, mavis mouth feel agape when he squeezed her throat, gasping quietly in shock before moaning quietly in delight. “touching me.” she repeated defiantly. “your hand, between my legs, rubbing my cunt.” she replied bluntly, attempting to sound as disinterested as possible, like she wasn’t on the verge of a orgasm just from him touching her like this.

she groaned quietly at his words, why shouldn’t couldn’t have just stayed in her room and rubbed herself to the thought of him and kept her morally fucked up little fantasy too herself was something she was really thinking about right now. mavis squeezed her thighs together tightly when he pulled the blanket back, attempting to hide her damp panties. mavis wanted to punch her brother so bad right now, but she also knew she was in no position to argue or do anything of the sort, not with the compromising position, she had been caught in. “i was thinking about you.” she admitted, shortly and bluntly, not giving any actual details. “i was thinking about you touching me.” while that probably wasn’t the answer her brother was looking for it was a answer nonetheless.