"That's Tokyo, Dear," Mommy corrected. "Daddy called last night and said he's flying straight to Japan for a big business conference. Becky's going to...join him and help entertain his clients." That's 'cause I'm a masoskist," Becky bubbled."Speaking of 'masoskists'," Kathy brightened, " how'd you and Billy like your evening at the Potters?" It was real neat," the freckle-faced redhead perked. "Mrs. Potter wrote my name on my bootie with her riding crop," she turned around in the seat and raised. There were a few ladies at the meeting and at its conclusion they all lined up to be blessed one-by-one by the Bishop and his constantly stiff cock. Everyone left the meeting feeling satisfied and filled with a desire to get this thing, the clinic, done.The extensive grounds of the Church had no problem in providing an area where a discrete lo-rise building could be built to accommodate the clinic. More difficult was the recruitment of a director who would run the service but the ever. In the end, she will also not have that choice. I'm going to make my divorced, independent professional siren my slut; she will submit like she has to no other man. The best part is she doesn't know it yet, I slyly thinks to myself. She of course can't see my fiendish grin, but definitely knows it's there. I slide my tongue between her spread lips sucking in her hood. Flicking my tongue directly on her clit; Marina gasps and brings her hips off the bed to meet me. Feeling my fingers spread her. “Ooh Toby! You fucker!” was all I could say. I crouched lower driving my bum into his face, wriggling, so my cheeks were squished around him, his nose now embedded in my panties. His hands were gripping my thighs as I sobbed almost, getting so close, rubbing my panties harder into his face, savouring the beautiful friction it was causing. Hayley and Gemma were stroking him together now, his bulbous glans a deep purple-pink, visibly throbbing. I leant back, my hands flat on his bed and jerked.