Mine were worse than hers anyway. I went back to the beginning and began my memorization exercises. I was surprised how wellit came back to me. I was ...rained to remember documents since the delicate nature of the missions didn’t allow written information to be carried. It only took me six times through to commit it all to memory. Still no plan, but I had the information. ‘Would you like a refill?’ I turned to see Amber in my open robe, standing in the doorway, looking like Aphrodite. ‘I’ll join. This didn’t make any sense. Did she want him to stay, or didn’t she? He stood up. ‘I guess I better get going,’ he said. ‘I really ought to get back on the road and get home anyhow.’ Alison stood, too, looking confused. Tom started for the door and Alison went along with him. She looked as if she weren’t sure this was what she really wanted. And, in fact, she wasn’t sure she wanted him to leave. When he’d begun touching her, the feelings she’d felt when she was with him before began sweeping. I held my mouth open and let him do what he wanted, licking cum off of his cock, slapping me in the face with it , making me lick his balls, and slowly sliding his cock deep into my throat while I moaned and squeezed my thighs together. Soon he was fingering my wet pussy and spreading my pussy lips for the camera while I sucked his hard cock. He commented on what a great little cocksucker I was, and that he had often fantasized about me sucking his cock since the first time I had done it a few. Narrow-minded doesn't even come close. Their weird little church group takes the prize for being the exact opposite of the happy-clapper freaks we seem to grow by the bushel hereabouts. Thou shalt not do this, that or the other. Their lives are a rigid continuation of boring rituals at their dank chapel. Joyless days year in year out, since loose talk invites visits by Satan, alcohol is evil incarnate, newspapers, books, radio and television are lewd and lead to sin, no dancing whatsoever. The.