Now facing my feet, Angel was able to attack my cock from a new angle, which she did with gusto and in a way that I could myself control via the level...at which I held the rheostat. The current made the eggs in Angel’s vagina vibrate against each other and the vaginal walls, and caused a sharp, but highly pleasurable sensation in her nipples and clitoris. Angel held onto the base of my shaft much as before, but now her sucking took on a new urgency. She would glide her mouth down the shaft, suck. (This could take days of serious thought!) What made those capers so stimulating for both myself and my play partner? And what can I do to emulate that “Joie de vie” feeling again?I’ve been doing this kind of critical thinking for well over a quarter century. And I can always count on something sexy surfacing.OK, here it comes...bubbling up! Over the last few years, I’ve noticed that while spanking an adorable submissive’s girlie bottom, I sometimes start humping them! Yes, you heard me. She let out a cry of pleasure and her hands dug into my hair again pulling and tugging. Then grabbing my ears with either hand she pulled herself against my mouth roughly, and I sucked down on her cunt, as if trying to suck her into my mouth. I was rewarded with a loud scream of ecstasy and then I felt her begin to tremble. If only I had my hands free, I thought. As she rocked back and forth, I really went to work on her clit slamming my tongue back and forth, driving her on to a shattering. Curious, I placed my ear to door.“On your knees child. Pray with me.” I heard ReverendJustin say. I heard what sounded like someone prayingbut after a couple of minutes everything went silent.Letting curiosity get the best of me I opened the doorjust a bit so I could peek in.I saw Reverend Justin standing there in an uprightposition wearing his traditional black cloak, there wasa wooden cross mounted on the wall behind him, he stoodso still he almost looked like a statue. His eyes.