"You may have surmised that your time here will be different from the life of a nun in a convent. Here you must remember that anything demanded of you...is required by the Church," he told her, "Now lie face down on the desk here."As she complied her moved her so that her upper body was supported on the desk, but her feet were still on the floor."Place your feet as wide apart as you can."Again she obeyed, very conscious that her most private parts were displayed in a very rude manner.The first. I can tell it's potent and can't wait to get more of it." She asked me to sit down, which I did and she took off my shoes and socks, removed my pants from around my ankles and began kissing my feet. She paused to look up at me and say "A good slave girl should show her master how important he is" then returned to kissing my feet and licking and sucking on my toes. As I sat back and just enjoyed the attention and the mind fuck of having this girl do this, I noticed my cock starting to come back. I wish I had something else towear. I pull on a T-shirt and some sweat pants, grab my cell phone, and headto the couch. I sit on the couch with my legs tucked underneath me,ready to call Todd back. I pack myself a bong hit, then two and three,now I can talk.I talked with Todd for the next two hours. I told him what happened! Allthe details he asked for, he got. I wasn't sure what I was going to say,but once I got started I couldn't stop. I answered all his sexquestions, some with forced. My wife Linda is the area co-ordinater for the anti-abortion league. She mostly arranges demonstrations at abortion clinics, and doctor’s homes. Actually, her group is a pain in the ass. She is 100% against abortion, in any shape, form, or fashion. She is 35, 5' 2" and petite. She was a beauty pageant winner while in college. She still has her good looks and is sexy as hell. She is temporarily out of a job. They closed the last abortion clinic in this area, and she is awaiting them to assign.