The phone had been in his PANTS. ‘Ahhhhhh shit,’ he drawled disgustedly as he looked at the device dripping wet in his hand. Whether it would ever...work again was up to how well he could dry it out, but he could almost guarantee it would no longer work tonight. ‘You know, you could just dunk it in a bag of rice for a day or so, take the battery out, it’ll be fine. Rice absorbs the water,’ a helpful passerby observed. ‘Yeah, I know, but as of right now my rice supply is nonexistent,’ he. I kissed her and with my tongue answered her question as to what we could do while we waited. I did things to her mouth that I intended to do to her pussy and she knew it. When we broke, she was breathless. "Slip out of the rest of your things and come into the bedroom."By the time I got there, she was nude and with her back to me was turning down the bedcovers. She eased into the bed and said, "Now, come over here and lets do some more of that thing you were doing with your tongue."With most. .. There is a LINE, you know! That HAS to stop SOMEWHERE! It’s the POPE! Could you PLEASE, for ONCE in your life accept there is someone who outranks you and act accordingly? Besides Kate and Caroline, I mean? Please? But ... AH! Just ... I’m sorry Your Holiness, it’s just that this man can be so...”First I thought the Pope and Father Vincenzo were in a rugby scrum of two. They were leaning on each other’s shoulders, heads close together as if they were heaving a secret conversation. But then. With this she moved to the head of the bed and climbed onto the sheets, now lying down, Brett still sat at the foot of the bed now turning to face her, not talking his eyes off her “no not at all miss. I...I want to make you happy I promise!”.She had crossed her legs to deny him for now. She had her hands in her lap, feet gently rubbing at each other within his reach. “Mmm I know you do honey, how do you think you can do that?”. With this her hands inched up her stomach, nude nails gently.