He lost one of his testicles as a result of my wife's successful soccer free kick. It was destroyed totally and the other testicle had to heal up for ...eeks. He became sterile. Jack's wife had denounced my wife to the Police. We asked for help from George who recommended his colleague. He was a good criminal lawyer. He found the restaurant had a security video system and he suggested the Police ask for the video file from them. The restaurant provided a copy of the security video file. The. Thank goodness she hadn't blurted out her first thought! Standing before her was a tall priest. At least she assumed he was a tall priest — he had the dog collar, the black shirt and trousers ... but the shirt was lacking sleeves, showing off a well muscled set of arms and a beautiful set of shoulders and chest to go with it. His piercing green eyes seemed to look right into her and his mouth was just begging to be kissed. Damn but he looked fine.She blinked away the thought. He was a priest!. But both of them agreed it would work. And I could smell the scent of cunt juice filling the office. Someone was excited about piercing Diane’s nipples and it wasn’t just me!Of course, before we could pierce them, we had to capture them out in the open, so I gallantly volunteered to go in after them. I took a circuitous route, probing with my prick as far up her cunt as I could shove it, trying to flush them out. The attempt was laborious, requiring several advances and retreats, but it was. Bellman later, on the first floor, I retrieved my mail from the slender slot on the wall with my name on it. ‘Good afternoon Mrs. Bellman,’ I greeted politely, mail in hand, attempting to pass her in the narrow hall. ‘Robert, are you sleeping well?’ She inquired, in the formal, call-you-by-your proper-first-name way that old ladies do, striking me uncomfortable. ‘Uh…yeah,’ I stammered, ‘sure, and yourself?’ ‘Oh…fine Robert…thanks for asking,’ she waved at me, sounding somehow ingenuine. Was.