”“Then who is we?”“My bad, son. Guess I’m just used to always having her around.”“Alright, pops. See you soon.”George fixed himself a ...rink from the large bottle of cognac and mixed it with a bit of cola. He nursed it as watched the Memphis Grizzlies take on the Oklahoma City Thunder in the playoff. He settled his as his twenty-four year old friend went back to work sucking his fat nine inch dick. “Work it, baby,” he groaned while the third of the room’s current inhabitant watch with budding. "Well then how are you a priest?" Lilith mused.Father Keenen wondered what she was on. "I am a man obviously." Are you sure? You should check," said Lilith. "But don't worry, I letwomen be priests for me."The strange woman's demeanor made him feel a little uneasy. There werealso odd sensations coming from his chest and groin. He reached his handinto his pants and came up empty, all the blood ran from his face and hecollapsed into a pew. Sister Agnes came in to see what all the commotionwas all. Putting one arm around my chest and caressing my breasts, she then came around to my front and, sliding to her knees, began to pull my panties down with her mouth. The boys groaned out their approval and began to strip naked themselves. Cynthia gave a few kisses on my inner thighs and her tongue quickly darted out to steal a few licks on my wet labia. Then, I unzipped her dress and took off her underwear for her; treating her to the same sexual teases she gave me. We took hands and climbed into. Strangelyenough, my session with My Minder made me want my wife even more. In myformer life, when I was a single man, I would not have felt such desiresafter an afternoon of sex. Whether it is because I have become a she-male or wear women's clothes all the time or accept my forced submissiverole, lacking all my independence or enjoy living in my neighborhood orbecause I have just meekly resigned to my life as a sex object, I cannot determine. But I knew with certainty that I anticipated a.