. she grinned at me on her way out the door."Have you met Debbie before?" asked Dr. Payton."She does look familiar. I can't place where I know her fro... though." I'm sure it'll come to you. Now then, have you had your bed raised to a sitting position yet? It might be more comfortable for you while we chat." Not yet, no." Why don't we try it when Debbie gets back; if she'll let us. She seems to be pretty protective of you." Dr. Payton then took on a sly expression. "Let's just test that theory. Admiring my bare body, she caressed my neck and chest for some time. Clambering on top of me, she brought her face to mine. For a few moments, I just stared into her large irises. They betrayed a deep and heartfelt affection, yet I had never harboured such feelings towards her before. ‘I wanted to thank you for seeing the real me.’ I raised my hand to her neck and lowered her luscious lips to mine. She locked them onmine and forced her tongue through. I used my tongue to reciprocate her. Nervously, he glanced around the room. Another hotel, chosen for its vagueness, and its un-remarkability. It was cheap, and yet sufficient; A bed, a desk, a small room with a shower. The carpet was a faded blue, the walls an old cream. Sitting on the edge of the bed, his fingers rested on the stale fabric of the quilt. Silence, and yet more silence. His heart hammered. His head full of doubts and fears. What if she didn't come? What if it had all been a mistake? Over and over, around and. The Priest groans. Beg me for it Clara. Beg me for my cock. Please Father&hellip, Clara moans&hellip, she doesnt usually say dirty words like cock, but this seems to be a first time for everything Please fuck me with you big thick cock Father. Fuck my virgin pussy. He laughs. Such naughty words Clara. But your pussy? Whatever gave you the impression I was going to fuck your pussy? Its your tight virginal ass I want to take. Claras back becomes rigid, she is paralysed with fear. But, but Father..