" "Yes, I looked there but couldn't find it. Could you help me find it?" She stares at me for a long moment, a nervous smile playing across her lips. ......OK." She whispers.We go up to the third level and walk down the long aisle to the last row, the clack of her heels echoing through the silent halls. We turn down the final row and she quickly goes to the spot where the book sits. She extracts it and with slightly shaking hands gives it to me. "There you go sir." She says then quickly turns. Her hot spit began flowing down over my cock and pooled under my ass. Unable to contain my lust I lunged upward the head of my cock pushed into her throat, she began to gag but started to recover, I instantly pushed forward inching my cock deeper into her virgin throat. She pushed down my hips attempting to lift her head from my cock and stop me from penetrating any deeper. Only it was as if I was under a hypnotic spell and I forced my cock deeper and deeper until I had all of my cock sunk into. Well, hey, we all got to live ... but I could do without the hassle, I thought, and sort of veered away into a short cut, down by the cathedral.Actually, it was quite a nice walk on a nice evening ... the minster itself imposing and gothic under its floodlighting, the lane pleasantly bordered by hedges on both sides, the houses opposite the church set far back behind long gardens. I thought I should do this more often - enjoying the birds and what I thought was a bat fluttering by - cut through. "Mistress!" She said again, this time looking right at me."Oh yes, so sorry Kaitlin. I must have been off in another world for a moment, is my bath ready?" Yes, mistress" she turned and headed toward the bathing room as I followed."And did you remember to add my favorite bath salts to the water this time?" Yes mistress" Once again staring at her feet."Very good then, I will need you to bath me this evening Kaitlin. I don't think I have the strength to hold the sponge" Mistress?" She lifted her.