My head shot up in shock.“Huh, why are we living together? Didn’t I tell you to stop calling me, Lord,” was my stuttered response. I wish I coul... figure this woman out.Her next comment confused me even more, “But, you are my Lord. I am a nun of the Church, and you are the Lord Arbiter, second only to Cicerene herself. Typically, you and the Pope would have equal status. However, since the Church has scorned the Goddess, in the eyes of true believers like myself, you are above him. As for living. "Well, I certainly got all worked up over that." Karen said. Darlene had her lay back, and as I watched, laid herself down between Karen's thighs. Her blonde hair and fair skin contrasting to the darker skin tone of the brunette. She slid her hands under Karen's thighs, as her mouth found the moistness between them. Karen crossed her ankles over the middle of Darlene's back as a tounge caressed her warm, damp flesh. As I watched, I could feel my rod begin to straighten, getting harder and. And Emma certainly hadn’t. The White Queen could only achieve orgasm by knowing she was taking something that didn’t belong to her; Jean knew that once Scott and Emma had become a couple the only way Emma had been able to cum was by resorting to petty theft. The need to take made her horny as hell and despite all Scott did (and he was an amazing lover, both women would agree on that!) he couldn’t get Emma to spray all over his cock unless she had taken it from someone else. Once his dick was. She was naked in the hospital bed awaiting Dr. Jones. "How's life, or should I say tricks?" giggled Dr. Jones as he entered the room and closed the door behind him."No tricks. I had money. I didn't need to do that! In fact I am still a virgin." said Frankie."Now you have morals? That's a change. But, wow, you look very nice, you could have done tricks and made some good money too.", replied Dr. Jones as he lifted up the sheet and looked at Frankie's beautiful body, while whistling."I am.