When the revival ended Art and Louie pushed their way through the uplifted crowd finally making it out of the tent. Art commented to Louie as they ski...ted through the throng of people in the parking lot. "That sucker really puts on a show, don't he?" Art had been impressed by the reverend Bishop, but he didn't want Louie to know, that could be interpreted as a sign of weakness."Yeah." Louie answered. "I ain't never seen nothing like that before. Man he was really something. At first I couldn't. I always loved oral sex of any kind so we made a good fit (that and I had been cut off from it for the previous ten years or so). She would pull my head into her crotch and moan my last name over and over. That always sent a shock through my groin. On the other hand, she had not yet gone down on me and showed no real interest. There was this time when we were fucking (I was on my back and she was squatted over my dick) I was having a hard time cumming. I finally got there by fantasying that she. "Please don't spank me anymore!" I said. "I won't make a messlike this again."But she started to spank me again, but this time with a ridingcrop. Jill was giving mixed feeling of both pain and pleasurebecause she would flick the crop between my legs, whip my poorass with the crop, and also use her hands to soothe my warmbottom. I didn't know what to expect next, pain or pleasure. And I was tied so securely to the chair so I was unable to move.After she spanked me some more with the riding crop. Suddenly she started to turn, and as much as I want to stay for that part of the show, I valued my life too much and pulled back quickly to the edge of the room. I pulled the door quickly so it was just ajar and made it down to my bedroom without any ramifications. "Wow, what a day!" I thought. "I haven't seen this much skin ... well ... ever!"Before I could even think, I dropped my shorts and climbed on my bed. My dick was hard as a rock, so this wasn't going to take long. I began to stroke,.