She went downstairs after yelling into the girls room for them to get showered so they could get going. Hm, moving to the bedroom door and keeping wat...h i heard the bathroom door close and knowing Anne was downstairs I flipped the record button to see Chrissy walk into the bath and begin to strip, to my amazement she was nearly as developed as Sarah, though being a year younger. I turned off the monitor, but kept recording and listening to make sure Anne wasnt coming upstairs. Then did the same. “Bill!” said the Bishop, rising in friendly greeting. He was dressed in a simple business suit, and his office, while not shabby, was on the plain side. No sign of luxury at all.“Your Eminence,” said Mahoney, kneeling to kiss the Bishop’s ring. The Bishop put a hand on his shoulder.“There’s only the two of us here,” said the Bishop, “and no need for formalities, especially not from you.” Although the Bishop was very much Father Mahoney’s superior in the Catholic order, the latter was older by a. The one on my right was a blonde, maybe 30’s, good figure and a nice smile. The one on the left was a little younger, Hispanic, dark hair, deep brown eyes, and a voluptuous figure. They were dressed casually, smart, but not overtly sexily. I greeted them, and got a smile and a response from each. I asked them if they wanted to sit together, as I could easily move. They laughed and told me that it was me that they had come to see. The blonde reached into her bag and pulled out a warrant card.. Today though, I wasn’t there when she looked. ‘Shhhh,’ I said quietly as I disrobed and knelt between her still open legs. My hands held her legs and caressed them gently, running up along the outsides and returning down on the insides, carefully avoiding her pussy as she moaned softly. Emboldened, I edged further between her legs until my face was directly above her smooth pubic mound and I could see the first traces of her fluids seeping from her as my hands stroked her hips. Leaning.