The very thought of Orla receiving a spanking made Paul become slightly erect;Orla noticed and laughing said, "Naughty boy,you are in big trouble if t...ey see your cock hard!".Paul began to take deep breaths.They arrived at a door and Orla rang the bell,they heard footsteps from inside and then the door opened. A Nun wearing a brown habit smiled at them and asked, " Yes,how may I help you?" "My name is Orla,this is Paul,we have an appointment ." Come inside," the Nun said,smiling and standing. “Mmmm, I love your tits,” he says, as he licks and sucks, moving from breast to breast. My nipples shoot up quick and are rock hard as he uses his thumb to flick them back and forth. Slowly but surely, I feel his hand creeping down my body and soon it is at the button of my jeans. He unfastens the button and then down goes the zipper. As his hand slid inside my jeans, I stop him briefly. “Just so you know, I’m down to play around, but I’m not gonna fuck you today. I gotta maintain some mystery. He didn’t hesitate for a second about being watched or seen, about whether Greg Romano was overlooking his moves. Frankly, Miles didn’t care one way or another about Greg Romano, didn’t care about whether Ana and Greg got back together after he was gone. Greg had messed with him – Miles was sure that it was Greg behind the investigation – and he had the pleasure of sleeping with, and running, Romano’s wife. It balanced out, Miles thought. Miles entered Ana’s condo through the front door. Same. But now she was standing in front of me. In the flesh. About half a block separated us and I almost broke out into a run to tell her just how much I loved her. But if I did that, then I would become one of those gushing fans I always made fun of. So I took a few deep breaths and grabbed hold of my emotions. I stood there, staring ad Candy as she slowly approached the limousine. She was so beautiful. So flawless. So&hellip, god-like. She had always been hot in her movies, but for some.