Our local priest had our friar strangled; then he, the priest, rode off with the Normans. I heard from another man who’d escaped from a more distant...village, not yours I think, the priest for his church had done the same.”I scratched my neck, “So you think the priestly community, being more politically astute, has aligned themselves with the invader at the cost of the people?”He went on, “I say more. The priests and their fine churches have been untouched. I add their churches haven’t been. I introduced myself to her and we went on our way to the surgery room. While washing our hands, we made idle chitchat. She asked me what type of class I was in. I told her I was currently enrolled in paramedic school. “That sounds very exciting,” she said as she lathered up her hands. She then bent down and placed the soap sponge along her arms. As she did, I noticed her cleavage through the top of her scrubs. She was wearing a lacey, teal colored bra that hugged against her. ” He then opened his pants with one hand and pushed my mouth towards his oh so hard cock. I grabbed his shaft with my hands and put it deep in my throat sucking him hard, he grabbed my hair and pushed head my up and down on his hardening member. When I had a good rhythm going of bobbing up and down his shaft with my whole mouth he let go of my hair and pulled my thong down to my knees and smacked my ass hard as he also moaned in loudly in pleasure. I could then feel his fingers poke into my. Almost immediately Ned spotted Candy, though it wasn't her real name. He wasn't even sure what it was, though everyone called her that for a very good reason. She had incredibly long red hair that fell all the way down to her ankles, she'd stripped it white in several places, so that when she wrapped herself in it, she appeared much like a human candy cane at Christmas time. But that again wasn't where she'd gotten her name from either. Candy loved to masturbate, especially for an audience,.