Then came Sunday. The rule of the household was that all, family, and the servants, excepting the cook Mrs Ross, went to Sunday morning service at Kin...sway Wesleyan Methodist Church, where the late Mr. Bissell had been a trustee, and held a family pew. I was exempt from this rule for the simple reason that my family were committed Unitarians, for whom a trinitarian service was little short of idolatry. Coming from the East Midlands, where Unitarianism is strong, I was surprised to find that in. Jay definitely was the pupil and you're the master." I just try to make sure the woman I'm with enjoys herself," I said, trying to be modest.Molly reached between us and stroked my hard, seven inch long erection. "Let's get this thing ready to go, Kyle," she said. "Where's that rubber you had earlier?" I'll get it," I said. I rolled over and grabbed it off the night stand. Molly rolled it down over my cock to sheath it."I hope you're half as good with this thing as you were with your tongue,". It was almost like a babycrying. The sobbing and wails pierced my hungover'd head. I had to findit. Today is my day off and I want to sleep in.I got up and left my room. I didn't even get dressed. I was just in myboxers. I don't need to dress for anyone. I'm in my own home. I wentdown the hall and searched other areas of my condo. Only to have thecries slightly ahead of me. I thought maybe it was one of my room mateskids dolls left behind? His ex-wife left them there for the weekend. No,she. I start to beg"please, please let me cum, please Sir"all i hear in return is a laugh, you are not in the same room as me, i don't know where you are but you are not far away, you can hear me moaning and begging and pleading.It is building and building, bringing me to the edge of orgasm but not enough to push me over."oh god, please sir, please let me cum" if you don't keep quite i will have to gag you fuckpig, now you don't want that do you?"you whisper in my ear, as your hand runs down my my.