Dragging it, smearing it across my mouth slowly, a wicked chuckle as he did. "You want a little taste? Come get some of your reward. A sample of wh...t awaits your dirty little mouth girly." My eyes widened. Who was he talking to like that? What kind of man talks to their girl like this? Pig! My thinking was a little hazy. I know what I wanted to do. I wanted to lean up and spit in his face! So why was my head moving around his hand, and why was I letting it smear thick and warm across. I drove up route 32 along the river and when I saw the "Welcome to Brodricksburg" sign I thought about how little Brodricksburg had changed since I was a kid growing up on the south end of town. The population of Brodricksburg in the seventies was less than 45,000. In the last twenty years the population had only grown to about 58,000. But that was about to change.Brodricksburg is about fifty miles north east of Philadelphia on the west bank of the Delaware River. It was originally the site of. She reached where his legs were positioned covered by his cassock. Very gently she took the hem of his cassock and lifted it above his knees. Underneath, the priest was naked. Mrs Robertson pushed the cassock up over his thighs and without a word, Father O'Rourke opened his legs to give the housekeeper access to his thick heavy penis. Mrs Robertson took the member in her hand and reverently kissed it, then brushed it against her cheek. She could feel the holy tool surge with power in her hand. She's secured her own package of scholarships and loans that will see her through to graduation; she is excelling in her classes and also one of Harvard's top athletes, she's... well, she's launched! She's a beautiful, accomplished young woman.And as for my kinetic abilities, rock solid for sixteen months now. I'm beginning to think of them as permanent. There's also one aspect of them that did not stop evolving... I sat idly at my desk, staring across the river. I haven't tested in several.