”“I liked when you laughed, and I like that you punished me for real this time. My spankings hurt a lot, and I didn’t like that you pulled out o... me before I finished.”“Good,” he smiled. “Go look in the mirror.”Rachel stood, her legs a little shaky as she took her first steps. She made her way to the mirror and Marcus followed her.“Turn around,” Marcus ordered.Rachel gasped as she caught the reflection of her backside. Both cheeks were bright, cherry red and had visible handprints. Marcus. It was so intense that I started to moan loudly. My body firmed; the blood of my whole body gushed to my dick as I turned red and froze. She anticipated it perfectly and pulled it out from her mouth.She shook my dick vigorously in her hands. In no time, a blasted a huge load of juice on her face. It slowly tickled down to her boobs. She kept moving my dick in her hands till she could squeeze out the last drop of my juices. I stood there, recovering from the sensational blowjob that left me in. I also recognized that this Latin was not the same as the Latin that Father Rupert had taught me, though it was similar. It seemed richer and fuller than any I had ever heard. As I listened to others nearby, I understood all they were saying. But all of them were conversing in Latin. Not one word did I hear, of my native English."Tell me what happened, and where am I?"My Latin was good, as I practiced all the time reading and writing from the Bible in Father Rupert's rectory. He had coached me. Looking at it, he marveled at how it felt in his hand and how it looked in the early morning light, wondering how big it was. He'd never measured, but he knew the only girl ever to have sucked down the whole thing was the sword swallower at the freak show in last year's county fair. It wasn't just long, either. It was thick, almost so thick that his large hand couldn't close completely around it."Time for a shower," he said quietly to no one in particular.Of course, he was looking forward to.