Sister Angela had played chess with Monsignor Malone on more than one occasion in the large recreation room for the guests and found him to be a brill...ant conversationalist that never reverted to sexual innuendo in any form and was most circumspect with respect to the differences between men and women.What Angela did not know was that the Monsignor was, in fact, a devious Hypnotist of disreputable reputation in certain circles and had caused great embarrassment to the Vatican on more than one. The waythe man looked at him was thrilling. The delicate material that encasedhis body, the rich taste of the lipstick, the pearls on his earlobes andneck, all of it was thrilling and it all was so, so, so feminine. Whywas this all so wonderful to him?"You don't like them?" Taylor asked."Hmm?" He shook himself back to reality. "Don't like what?" Your flowers." Oh," he smiled at the beautiful arrangement he'd be carrying down somekind of an aisle very soon, "no, no, I love the flowers, Taylor.. Again he heard the chuckling and then Karen’s was back on the attack. “You don’t remember, now Rick I don’t believe that, you wanted to take us to a motel and what sit around and talk, you wanted to fuck us didn’t you, stick your big cock up our cunts but I bet before that you wanted a nice suck job, put your cock in our mouths and work our head like a fucking pump till we emptied your balls. Didn’t you?” her last words were an angry snarl. His mind raced for he hadn’t come across such an. Oh god I love the feel of it and his hands griping my waist." Wait she thought, I do feel hands on my hips. She froze, in a mix of pleasure nearing total extasy and fear. She looked over her shoulder and seen the black man from the adult store. She looked back at her husband with a puzzled look. "It's ok dear" he said. "I know how much this fanstasy turns you on so I pretened that I was looking for my phone and set it up with Mark here to meet us. He loved how hot you are and agreed to take the.