"I was afraid of that." His shoulders slumped andhe shook his head slowly. "Do you know what kind of chaos you caused inthe Vatican with your last qu...stion?" He closed his eyes for a briefmoment. "The whole issue of fetal transplants is driving theCongregation nuts. And now you're going to do it again?"Brian looked down at his clasped hands, feeling a bit guilty. "I'mafraid so," he acknowledged sheepishly.Father sighed again. "Shall we play twenty questions, or will you justcome out and. "Annette wanted to scream louder. The whole ring of her asshole felt as if it were being torn and shoved up into her bowels. Her knees spread apart while her ankles strained against the line in an attempt to spread apart. The pain was even more when David squeezed her already-beaten asscheeks."Fuck yeah, baby. Come on, honey, let's go for it! Yeah, gimme that ass... nice and hot and ready for a good hot fuck!"David pulled back once more. Annette let out a sigh, shaking the water from her eyes.. Suddenly the girls are all around you. "Are you all right?"they ask. As you mumble an answer out of the crowd of girls comes awoman. She is tall, wears 4" heels and tight black pants, and has longblack hair. It is Miss Vicki, the owner of the salon. "What have we gothere?" she says with a smile. You mumble your name and then she sees thechemicals on your clothing, especially your pants. In fact the chemicalhas begun to burn a little and you begin to squirm uncomfortably. Miss Vicki. Her tits were as big as cantaloupes, and about as firm. I can still feel them wrapped around my dick… almost pulsing along with her rapid breaths. God DAMN, she is gorgeous.Shit, I thought as I answered the call, my penis raging with lust. "Hey."She instantly began rattling off her agenda for the rest of the week, followed by an announcement of her shopping plans for the weekend, then I think it was some kind of intelligible gossip using some foreign language consisting of only letters. Every.