The man in the pulpit, according to the bulletin and Lisa’s prior description, was Michael Jameson, the pastor of the church. At first glance, I est...mated him to be in his late 60s. He was balding, with just a couple of small patches of blondish-white hair around his ears. His black, horn-rimmed glasses were thick, but they framed a soft, kindly pair of eyes. Overall, he virtually radiated a sense of peace and welcoming. I liked him immediately.He invited everyone to stand and sing, and a small. He continued spanking and she counting until they reached fifty. By that time her ass was red and warm to the touch but not cut open or bleeding. Unlocking her and saying ?Over, slut!? This put her in a daze of feelings and she turned onto her sore bottom. Fyre quickly relocked the cuffs, though she would have just laid there had he told her to. The flogger smacks down on one breast and then the other, hard enough to tingle but softer, more sensual. He turns his hand and sets it to work on her. I was pleased to find that the charge had blown not only the trapdoor away, but it had taken part of the ceiling with it. The resulting gap was large enough for me to thrust my shield ahead of me as I scrambled through the opening. To my surprise I quickly found that my caution hadn't been necessary. Of the four men who'd been on top of the tower, one man had been blown clear off the tower when the charge had gone off and the others had been hit by splinters in their legs and arms and they had. .. like I don’t... satisfy you as much." Alexis put her hand on Matt’s cheek so he would look at her and softly told him "But I've never felt unsatisfied." Alexis saw pain and vulnerability in Matt's face that she had rarely seen in him as he carefully considered his reply. Coaxing him, she said soothingly "It's okay baby. I love you. You can tell me anything." Matt paused for a few more moments before saying quietly "I want to make love with you, but I know I can’t last as long as I once.