.. touched one with the tip of my pinky finger...”St. Peter says “Alright Sister, now dip the tip of your pinky finger in the Holy Water, and you ...ay be admitted.” and she did so.St. Peter now turns to the second nun and says “Sister, have you ever touched a penis?”“Well ... There was this one time ... that I held one for a moment...”“Alright Sister, now just wash your hands in the Holy Water, and you may be admitted” and she does so.Now at this, there is a noise, a jostling in the line. It. My thighs up against the back of his jeans, my chest against his back and breathed him in. He filled my lungs before my mouth opened softly against the nape of his neck. Soft clean hair tickled my face as I kissed at the tendons at his shoulders. His body shifted, a gasp escaping from his mouth. My cock was independent of me, feeling so hard in the confines of my own jeans. Dan pushed back against me, filling any space left between us with his body. My dick warmed against his arse. Two layers. ? I have a boyfriend, so won'trequire much sexual use from you, but Roger likes oral sex and sometimes Idon't feel like it.? It will be up to youto satisfy him.? He's used to sissies.? Mother will probably have you sucking herdildo for practice, but there's nothing like the real thing." This was all said somatter-of-factly, that I realized that this family had used male-maids for along time.? Madame Darcy unlocked myhandcuffs and told me to bring her luggage to her room.? My leash was left in. No matter how much it hurt. She slowly and methodically straddled my thighs. Her gaze dropped to my cock. It wasnt fully erect. She reached down tentatively, gently sliding her flat hand over the length before splaying her fingers around the shaft. She looked into my eyes. That innocent, sweet look, just the hint of a grin. That look was enough. I began to stiffen in her grip. Her grin grew a bit as she felt it. She started to slowly stroke me, watching me harden. I think its ready,.