" And," his mouth dropped when he spied Christi, "and, uh, well, gee, who do we have here?" he teased. "I didn't know you'd purchased a new slave from...the convent." I'm not a slave" Christi grinned, "well, not yet, anyway." She twirled again to show off her risqu' leg wear. "I just want to make sure our 'friend' treats me with all the disrespect an overdressed party pooper deserves." Gee, I can understand that," Ray sounded uncomfortably official, "but I could get in trouble if I let you wear. “Something like that,” I laughed. “With the interview I have set for next week, I can probably get away with saying that I want to protect my family’s privacy. It’s with the business paper, Crain’s, and I think my answer is reasonable. Where the problem will come is the ‘society’ stuff. Some reporter is going to figure it out, and write an article about the ‘Swinging Doctor’. And not to mention all the fundraising calls we’ll get as soon as the articles are published. But forget that for now.. How did she get into this?“Ohhhh…” she sighed, as the last of his sperm trickled out. He rubbed his cock on her bush and stood up, leaving her on the bed with his seed all over her. She put the back of her hand on her forehead and closed her eyes, catching her breath. Her legs remained open and her feet were flat on the bed. Keenum walked off to the bathroom. John helpfully handed her the towel again and she opened her eyes, still gasping for breath as she wiped the cum off her belly and pussy.. I felt her slump against the pillow and my head; I licked her a final time along the slit of her pussy, got up from under her and licked up along her ass. Then I sat back and watched her slowly come to her senses.Finally she sighed deeply and rolled over. For the first time I saw her as human and not a goddess. She lay back with her head propped on the pillow, her legs parted around me, her flat stomach still heaving as she breathed. Her breasts were the most beautiful I had ever seen. They.