He stood up and slowly pulled out me. I gotup and turned around. I started to get worried but his next wordsrelaxed me. "That's okay, Carol, if tha...t's your real name. You're notthe first little girl Dan's sent to see me." He stepped back andwiggled his cock at me. "Come on. Be a good girl and clean up yourmess." I smiled at him and looked at his cock, still wet with the lubeand his cum."Sure thing, doctor," I replied. I quickly got to my knees at his feetand did as he asked. It was so. He and his family use to visit every time to our house and also vice versa we visit their house regularly our relation is very close but never had any sexual feeling towards Rohan.We all were travelling by our SUV which was driven by our Driver, the seating arrangement was such that my husband was sitting in the front, I Rohan’s wife their Daughter and my daughter was in the Middle, while Rohan was sitting in the back seat with his two year old son.We started from Delhi around 7 in the evening. The church was very old, built of rough faced grey quarried marble. Although it looked small, it was roomy, with beautiful stained glass windows and plush pews.There was a marvelous pipe organ built by the Felgemaker Pipe Organ Company. Four manuals, two layer foot pedals, several side manuals and row upon row of stops. The compressor room was one of my favorite hideouts.The balcony had been the choir loft before the Great War, but the choir decided they wanted to be seen and not just heard so. I hear you calling me a dirty bitch and I also hear the camera again, my juices are flowing. Your cock was so deep in my throat, I was on the verge of choking but I somehow managed to accommodate you, balls deep in my mouth and some more, right down my throat, I was pinned to that bed with your cock.There was a rip and my shirt was torn and my tits spilled out of their confines as you twisted my already sensitive nipples, pulling them, and leaning over to suck them, biting them and then I felt.