Her gold and white raiment resplendently identified her as the leader of the holy church, but just as much so did other elements: her flaxen golden ha...r, curled neatly into a bun behind her head, which, loose, apparently reached down to her massive bosom. That charitable bosom had brought many a wayward soul to seek congregation. Atop it and upon her robes, a golden trinket jingled: a necklace with a pendant, made in the shape of a silver heart, cut into quadrants by a gold cross. Her face,. I know that there is a clock on the wall to my left and wonder if I can see it to figure out what time it is and how much more of this I have to endure. I slowly turned my head and found that I couldn’t by the shock and price I pay for moving. My nipples felt like they were going to be ripped off at any second and I did not know if the clamps would come off when they got to a certain tension. I could hear the woman screaming on the movie and see that she was in the throes of what must have been. .He pushed me off him, and I laid on my back on the opposite side of the couch, panting, my ass throbbing, trying to catch my breath. I was almost there, when I felt another set of hand on my thighs, pushing them up to my head, and another cock poking as my ass. I was kind of done at this point, so I was getting tighter, stressing as he kept pushing and pushing against me."Listen boy," he said, "you're gonna let me in." He shoved a couple fingers inside, making me yell out, wiggeling under him. After paying for it I ran into the bathroom and slipped it on. I got back to my car and told her I was on my way. She asked for a picture of my cock in the thong. I opened my jeans as I drove and snapped a couple pictures. She said to hurry because her girlfriend would be home soon. I’m sure I broke a few traffic laws getting there. When I entered the house I couldn’t see anyone. I got a little nervous until I came around the corner and saw her sitting on the couch with a blanket wrapped around.