He eased a hand between us and he began to stroke my mound and gently massage me. I encircled him with my arms and held him tightly to me.Here I was i... a hotel room being kissed in the most deeply passionate way by a total stranger in the certain knowledge that we would soon be making love and to my shame I was eager. His exquisite, erotic aroma devastated my senses. I felt so guilty, so base, so dirty, so shocked, so naughty, so utterly immoral and so very, very excited as this stranger took a. I stroked harder and faster with one hand while fondling his balls with the other. I was lost and nothing else mattered to me but this beautiful cock in front of me. I felt him tense and knew what was coming next. The first spurt landed on his chest.My only thought was, “Not on the sheets.”I moved forward and the second spurt hit my cheek. The third, the back of my mouth. The fourth, my tongue. His cock hit my tongue and my balls started to ache. I held his cock in my mouth until he was. You must better go!”“Alright.”I climbed back down and the whole thing actually was not surprising at all. I was certain father had this idea the moment we left the principal’s office and this is why he so openly agreed to send me here, but if my father knew about this Service to the God business, why did Grandfather not know and warn me?I answered this myself as I reached the bottom of the scaffold. Because Grandfather could not have known that one of the Keepers was a Lindberg.I wondered if. Tom was great and all, but he was a 17 year old boy with no stamina. Bridget was looking for a man, and hoped she could find one here. She did not want to go to bed alone tonight. Two hours passed without anything or anyone of value catching Bridget’s attention. She returned home alone. As she was walking into the house she heard a car pull into her driveway behind her. Startled, she turned around to see Patrick’s Ram pulling in. “Um, Patrick may I ask what you are doing at my house at 2am?” .