He quickly dropped the cloth back down, as the waitress approached. ‘Are you ready to order?’ the waitress interrupted. Rick could feel the cum ...well up in his balls and start to make its way up his cock. As he exploded into Antonella warm mouth, Rick managed to yelp out a few yeses while he slammed down on the table and his whole body contracted. The waitress looked at him with a confused and shocked stare. ‘So, that’s a yes?’ the waitress asked, afraid of the answer. Rick finally composed. She was supported by visits and invitations for meals and offers of baby-sitting; and also caught the eyes of one of the elders, a certain Henry Turner.Henry was a local businessman, with interests all over the country. He was also what some people would call a 'pillar of the church', deeply involved in the organisation and running of the establishment, seen as wholly respectable if perhaps rather puritanical. He courted Loraine with care and courtesy for a year before 'popping the question'.My. She did this on both sides of my head, giving me one large sectionof hair in the back of my head.She then took that section and divided it horizontally in two lowsections across the back of my head, and pinned the top section out ofthe way. She started with the bottom section first. She took a smallstrand of my hair and wrapped it around her finger making a pin curl.She carefully slid it off her finger and held it in place with a clip.She did this in vertical sections across the back of my. ’ I could almost hear her shrug. ‘Plans changed last night. Late last night. It’s your fault, really. I don’t know what you were thinking when you dragged Ted and me into this, but Hans kept hammering and wheedling late into the night. I think Ted caved just so we could get some sleep. I gave in when he did, so we’re off to Boston to talk about the details. I’ll get you for this, by the way. We’re taking a private plane with Hans and Brunhilda. She was worse this morning than last night. I’d.