Tell me truth. dont be scared.Me : Thank you very much for your concern mam. But I need some time to explain all this stuff to you directly.She : Take...your own time. there is no need of frightening about telling anything about this.Me : Ok mam. if you dont mind can I have your mobile number.She : Yeah sure xxxxxxxxxx .Me : can I call you tonight ?She : sure at any time.Me : Thank you.I just left off from there. and reached my room (for the studies purpose I used to be alone far from myhome. .. okay, um... it's, it's not what it looks like.”Apparently, that was also the wrong thing to say because Satsu's expression got even less positive than it was before.“It's not?”“No, no it's not. It's really not. I...”Again the words `I'm sorry' come up and again it's the worst possible idea Buffy can have.“What is it then?”“We... see... uh... I know it's not what it seems to be but... uh, how much of what happened did you actually see?”Satsu crossed her arms over her chest, but her angry tone. Only then does thearchbishop permit the schoolgirl to get to straighten. She stands in meek humilitywhile the monks let go of Peter's shoulders. After the lad sits up, one ofthe monks unbuckles the strap holding the ballgag in place. The teenaged boyremoves it and hands it to the archbishop with a smile. "Jeez Dad," he says. "My asshole feels like it's on fire." "It'll feel better soon," says the priest. "And don't call me dad, not evenin front of our special friends. And don't chew gum in. Then, he fucked my mouth and throat. It seemed to take forever. I let some of the cum from my throat drain back into my mouth, and had to swallow it in little gulps, so that I could get some air and not choke. Finally, I licked Bill's withering cock clean for the 2nd time. Bill set a jar of maraschino cherries and a fork between my splayed legs. He speared a dripping cherry, plucked it off with his forefinger and thumb, and stuffed it into my twat. One by one, Bill packed my hole with plump.