My hands were all over his body, his arms around my neck, I released his lips kissing his neck, his chest, his shoulders to his nipples, he had the mo...t amazing nipples, they went to a perfect point, made for sucking. I made my way down, without removing his towel I ran my face across his bump in his towel, I could feel his cock straining to get out, to let me lick his shaft, suck his balls, but I was in charge here, I used my chin to stroke his cock.I again looked him in the eyes, we locked. .we all know you want his cum filling you...”“...look how red your sissy ass is getting...oh, you can’t being blindfolded...”“...this is just the start BITCH...you are mine NOW...to do with as I wish...”Then Mistress Alyson turned her attention to whichever one of the three men that was still roughly fucking me.“Right, give the Sissy-SLUT the cum she wants...she’ll need it to lubricate that tight ass, as it’s going to stretched properly.”As Mistress Alyson finished her words, the hands gripping. He slammed the damned thing down on his desk and bellowed out, "You'll take it and be thankful, or we'll be talkin' to the Methodists!" That shut him up as fast as he could inhale. When he started leafing through the pages his fingers started to shake. If that book appraised like the others did then he had well over a million bucks in his sweaty hands. I wondered how much of it the Bishop was going to see. I quietly said to him, "The Bishop will be notified as to how many coins we've donated.. My face flushed darker, embarrassed for both of us. Whenever they met her, I was accustomed to men needing that awkward extra moment or two to undress Marie with their eyes. It actually startled me when his gaze glossed right over her, without so much as a second glance.“I trust you made it home safely last night,” he turned to me, “No more accidents?”“No, sir.”‘Sir’? Are you kidding me, Penny? I pinched my knee. Try as I might to bury them, my Mother’s good southern manners had an annoying way.