It lightens the mood, but still I feel like I’m in a room full of kids on their first day at school. And not just because we’re all in a uniform o... sorts. Nobody’s speaking out of turn, nobody’s cracking jokes, nobody’s wolf-whistling. Somehow I didn’t expect everyone to be so good.That doesn’t change when the presentations begin. But I can only assume that everyone’s cock stiffens as mine does when the first woman is brought into the middle of the circle by her partner. She’s a buxom blonde,. The longer the worship and the greater the portion of the feet he is permitted to worship, the greater the pain he ought to endure. To ensure he does not enjoy all of this too much, he can be humiliated by sometimes "fucking" his mouth with the feet, or by being required to worship unusually "fragrant" feet which have just spent a long time in shoes or boots. You could inflict further humiliation by providing some sandals (he wears a size ten in men's shoes, so that would be a size twelve) for. My blood was boiling, my ears ringing. So when next we stood, I reached up to the top of that dress and unzipped it. The dress fell to Sari’s ankles in a pile. But I wasn’t done I wanted more, so I pulled down those panties to join the dress.Now I am sure the parishioners were just stunned as it got very quiet in there. Sari on the other hand felt just like I did. She untangled one leg from the dress and panties and stood with her legs somewhat spread. She had only that soft little cropped. Sr.Anselm felt an instant arousal as she peered at the photo,she no longer heard what the Abbot said,she was too engrossed in the image before her,that girl pointing and smiling at the bare bottom of a boy."These tewo need to be dealt with most severely ,and I trust you will administer to them both," the Abbot continued. "Yes..yes,I most assuredly will,Reverend abbot",Sr.Anselm replied.The Abbot gave her the photo and in the privacy of her room Sr.Anselm had pleasured herself while looking at.