I took most of my factual information from The Catholic Encyclopedia at http://www.newadvent.org/cathen/07090a.htm as it seemed the most reliable and ...eemed often to be the source quoted by other sites.The printers’ marks that adorn the beginning of each chapter (graphics appear only in the eBook, print, and the online reading edition at http://www.nathaneverett.com/releases/gutenberg/) are authentic marks of 15th-18th century printers. The source is the book Printers’ Marks: A Chapter in the. Then as a special treat, I dipped my fingers in the leftover sauce from the strawberry shortcake and smeared it all over the head of my cock. She watched as I did it, then looked up at me and smiled. She went right to work, as if it was a pleasant task she had been saving until the harder work was done. She remembered everything she had learned the other night, and improved on it. She honestly seemed to be enjoying herself. I even heard (and felt) her making little humming noises to herself at. I hadn’t had a coffee yet, so the potential opportunities this state of affairs presented had not occurred to me. I was on a roll with my thesis that morning, so I took my liquid breakfast up to my room and began to type. It was more than an hour later that sudden realisation dawned. Ellie had left her dirty washing out! Surely amongst that basket full of clothes there would be... She wouldn’t mind, would she? She could hardly complain. I made it to the laundry in about twenty seconds. The. She took my hard dick, which was sticking straight up from my torso, in her hands. I shuddered as she stroked my dick. I doubt I lasted more than half a dozen strokes.“Oooohhhh...” I groaned. “I’m...” My balls pulsed as they forced my cum up. Mia kept stroking as my sperm squirted and rained down on my belly. “Cumming...” The sticky mess coated Mia’s hand, my dick and spotted my belly with white globs.“That’s messy,” Mia commented coolly. Dazed, I didn’t notice immediately that Mia wasn’t.