And you will obey!!!" the cleric raised his voice. Kirsten took a deep breath then asked: "May I ask Your Excellence why?" As you know, we have to mak... sure that the boy doesn’t have any life-threatening injuries. I think if you probe that spike more into him, he will be so damaged that he might die."Kirsten tried to cut in, but the cleric silenced her with his hand and continued: "I order you to release him from the Chateau and bring him - as soon as he will be able to travel - to my residence. She just slipped a hand around my ass cheek and pushed her finger against my ring as she casually nipped my clit with her teeth.I screamed so loudly, I could swear that I saw stars as wave after wave of pleasure shook my body before she released my leg and I slid down the wall to sit slumped in a puddle of my own cum waiting for my body to become my own again.“Stay there, and I’ll get some drinks,” Isabelle stood and smiled. I could see my cum glinting on her face as she got up.There was a. " You don't need one for that small a caliber." The voice was higher-pitched than Mr. Turn Around, but still masculine. Sort of."Cut it out, James." That voice was female. Young. Familiar... He heard something like a radar detector.Like a radar detector at a Sheriff's convention.Frisker: "Fuck me, you were right." Of course. I'm always right." The female's voice. It sounded like... no.Mr. Turn Around: "Turn around slowly, and keep your hands where I can see them."He turned around.And his dick. It was barely more than two scraps of material: two triangles and some string on top, an insignificant nothing down below. It was so daring, even for me, that when I first walked out to the pool I was trembling. I was so nervous but so turned on by the prospect of all those men staring."I had hoped my husband would take some notice, perhaps pay some attention, for a change. But he just rolled his eyes and said he was going to the bar when I put it on and showed him in our room."It was waiter.