Taylor once more. This time, I saw the look of shock, or surprise, as she got an eyeful of my large and thick cock, standing out proudly before me as ... stood there, hands at my sides.My French Mistress smiled at me as she walked across to where I stood and pulled out the padded chair that was under the desk where my clothes had been placed. She turned the chair and sat down on it before she carefully ironed the creases from her long green skirt, which covered her knees. Finally, she adjusted. ”“That is what I thought you were thinking of doing. Do you know what a sawbuck is, Sir?”“No, Chief, I don’t think so.”“That’s okay, Sir. It is a special support frame for holding logs that are to be cut to length.”“Ah! I know what you are talking about, but I didn’t know what it was called.”“Yes, Sir. Since we are going to have firewood cutting details, we will need several of those. We can make our own, but the commercial ones are probably stronger. We will be good with a couple dozen. I said you can give better kiss than me. She agreed and again started smooch my lips while I was pressing her boobs. We both were not watching the movies and enjoying each others bodies. As interval came we became proper and I went and brought pop corn and coke. I was eagerly waiting for interval to get over as lot more had to come ahead the movie resume and lights were off. I was not fearless and started pressing her boobs and asked her to remove her bra inside.She opened her bra with opening. I guess Ineed to really pray to get rid of this desire, once and for all.******I figured I would write down the prayer I've been making. It goessomething like this:Dear God, I'm pretty new to this prayer thing, so I hope I've got itright. God I want to be good, and not do anything wrong, but I needhelp. This craving to be a girl is driving me nuts. I cant sleep, I canhardly stand to be around pretty girls cause I get so jealous. Youraised Jesus from the dead, so I know you can take this need.