It did not matter what he told me, I was going to cum whether or not he ‘let me’. I was suspended in this limbo, somewhere between building towar... and actually cumming. My mind was not processing thoughts, my body trembling, sensations heightening with every stroke of his cock inside me. He bit my neck hard which did not stop the animation I was trapped in, just deepened it. I could hear him moaning, I could feel the heat turning into perspiration between us. I lay there paralyzed by pleasure. "Our simple request rose to heights unintended, in the Church, and His Holiness, the Pope himself, took an interest. The Pope's clear vision was that some of the old traditions have no place in worlds that are not Earth. New environments demand new behavioral guidelines and standards of conduct."It was His Holiness that decided to grant the blessing for which we asked, and it was he who decided that there would be a new branch of the Church, and that this new branch needed its own Patriarch. He. While she didn’t mind a little roughness, he often took it farther than even she liked, and she knew he didn’t really care for her.Allan grabbed her hips and hauled her up to his waiting cock. He started pressing on her anus as he intended to punish her. But for once, she didn’t play along.“Please, my Prince, I’m still sore. Can we not do that right now?” she pleaded.While she hadn’t actually said ‘no’. Allan decided if he wished to enjoy the week going back. It wasn’t wise to push one’s luck. That said though everything got done properly and I picked up a good few tips on dealing with various faults that had been causing the occasional issue for my regular shift and passed on a few tips of my own to the guys on the alternate shift.I did have a chance to chat to Wendy, the boss's PA, during my lunch-break and we flirted harmlessly over our sandwiches."Such a pity you're working over the weekends at the moment," she said with a smile in here lovely Irish accent."Such is life," I said.