Then she got up, put my cock back in my boxers, covered me up, licked her fingers and walked out of the room.I was speechless.Also, I noticed that my ...ock was rock hard!I watched the video over again while I jacked myself and came all over the place.I was definitely sleeping through some major pleasure here. I just wasn’t sure how to take advantage of it.I just knew I didn’t want to take a sleeping pill after my next work night.Then I had a thought.I didn’t have to work the next Thursday night. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century.Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and statement of limitation of use is included with the article. This story is. Was I right? Was I wrong? What would happen if I were wrong? Would she send me away? Would she stop stroking me?She held that pose for perhaps thirty seconds. To me it seemed like an hour. My eyes darted back and forth with need. Finally she smiled. "Well done! I knew you had it in you!"I blew out in relief; it was then that I noticed that I had held my breath awaiting her answer. Her ankle still was before my face."Did you notice my painted toe-nails?" she asked.I glanced down while shaking my. "Why don't you unlock the church, and I'll wait in the confession box for you."Wicked harlot. She wants to make me hard again and leave the church without satiating what she aroused. The priest glanced at Joy. An idea crossed his mind."Very well, child," Father Augustine said, pulling out his keys from a pocket. He walked to the church's side door and unlocked it. "Wait inside. I'll be there in a few minutes." Thank you, Father," grinned Mary.She spun, her skirt flaring up, flashing the bottoms.