I drove to the center and saw a young black guy eating a hamburger in the street. I stopped, showed a naked picture of my wife that I have on my phone...and asked him whether he wanted to come home and fuck her. He said no problem and drove with me.When we came home my wife received me very angry, I explained her that I came with a guy for her and she said that she knew because she heard two doors closing after the car stopped, and just jumped in bed.I showed the guy in and he got naked and enter. Once I got inside, it was pretty obvious that there was no one else around apart from the girl behind the desk, just as the briefing had said. She looked up as I walked towards her. She put her hands up to her face as she saw me, obviously startled. Dark hair, early twenties I guessed; efficient looking in a neat, white, short sleeved, blouse. I didn't want to scare her too badly, even if it was only so she didn't make too much noise. I slid my jacket back and pulled the pistol from the. “And you’ll be sticking that back in your pocket, ye damned heathen!” Ambrose growled. “I’ve still got more money in the Valley Relief Fund than I know how to spend from your last compensation envelope! We don’t need that one, and I’ll not take it.”“All right. Be stubborn,” Mike smiled. “But you’re setting a parlous example, priest. If word gets around that you’re turning away offerings ... who knows what could come of that?”“I’ll trust in the Lord to keep your lips shut, and my collection. He choked as she shoved it back down his gullet, yet he felt relieved.Often, her face fucking was preceded by a lengthy slapping with her gargantuan horse cock. Maybe James' acceptance of his new role and his improved efforts to please her had earned him this small leniency? Perhaps eventually she might even feed him something other than the sludge-like cum she'd nursed him on for the last two weeks?He looked up into Bayonetta's dark blue eyes, searching for some indication that this was so,.