“My patron,” I said.“Yes. If I recall correctly, you have a diptych at home.”“Yes, Dave Kallas, a Greek Orthodox friend of mine, gave it to ...e a few years ago.”“Then put this with that icon, as a start of your icon corner.”“Uhm, I hate to say this, but it’s on a, well, I suppose you could call it a nicknack shelf, with statues of Loki, Shiva, and Shakti. I also have one of Krishna, but it’s on a table in that same room.”“That would be an issue! Would you at least change shelves so that just the. Andre… Pleaasse stoppp” she moaned, only to end her plea by emitting her tongue to lewdly kiss her tormentor, a kiss that was so similarly returned, his spit invading her mouth as he slid between her legs. She tried to close her thighs, but he already had one leg in-between, and there was no use trying to deny him. In fact, it made it so much easier to submit to him, as he used his other knee to pry her knees apart, and with that, open her gates to his lecherous pole. A black pole so hot and. My mouth watered as I watched her lean back. He smiled and grabbed her checks with one hand and his cock with the other. Forcing her mouth opened he rammed his cock in her mouth. Moving both hands to the back of her head he began pumping in and out of her mouth. I couldn’t help but stick two fingers in my mouth and begin to suck them. Wishing it was his thick cock. As his thrust became more frenzied my head bobbed on my fingers faster. I watched as she used one hand to steady herself and the. "Left or right," she asked whipping me on my leg to signify that's how I should answer.I shake my left leg. She kisses me left ball while simultaneously grabbing my other with the tong and squeezing down. After she ends my pain via tong she gets up."I need to go to the bathroom but I know I can't trust you alone," she says standing above me, legs straddling my chest. She pulls down her panties and takes them off. She removes the ones she had in my mouth and puts the pair she was just wearing in.