I think that's another sign from Him."Again, he drew her hand close to his gargantuan tool. The buxom girl resisted for a moment but then her ingraine... obedience to the priest, whatever priest it was, caused her to allow him to place her trembling hand on his huge, thick, rock-hard erection. Her hand instinctively wrapped around it although she could not span its mammoth dimensions. As she was doing this, Brother John was playing with the fat, sensitive lips of her swollen pussy and the young. Which had a wide variety of types, from hicks, to skaters, to seniors, to the little white kids who want to be black kids, you know the kind, and everything in between. But, this time, one girl really caught my eye. Now I know what you’re thinking. Tall, blonde, plastic surgery material, legs that stretch to the heavens… *buzzer sound* wrong my friend. This girl was different, and somehow much much better. She was standing with a group of guys, the only girl of the pack, and it looked like she. She winced as each one was clipped on her soft labia skin. When he'd applied all six he pulled two lengths of duct tape from a roll and taped the pegs against her thighs.'Want to try moving?'Kim tried a tentative tug on the rope restraining her arms, there was no movement whatsoever. Then she tried moving her legs. Nothing, she was completely unable to move. Bound, helpless, her cunt clamped open and exposed Kim shivered with a heady mixture of arousal and trepidation. She knew she was going to. I'll call your father and fill him in while you review the file for our last interview."He handed me a thin manila folder that I knew from experience contained various facts about the nurse we'd soon meet. As I flipped open the file, he thought, And we didn't need any weird mind reader to make it happen, just good, old-fashioned investigative and interview procedures."So you think I'm weird, huh?" I said. "I guess I am. Weird I'll accept, but don't ever think of me as a freak." I chuckled and.