Despite our both being naked, we became friends – very good friends.When I went to leave, with my shirt, slacks and shoes back on, I saw her and wav...ed good-bye – hopeful she would run to me. Her father, in his defense, thought better and kept us from hugging each other good-bye.Behold the mighty caste system, may it reign forever!As Kami had caught up to me, I heard the sounds of tears. She saved the document, got up and kissed me.“You are going to be one hell of a daddy!”I printed the article,. “Uh ... aren’t pastors supposed to be old married men?”“They don’t have to be,” Dawn chided. She liked Pastor Dan. He was young, handsome and passionate in his beliefs.“Old or married?” John joked. “Well he’s not old, so I’m I guess he has to be married.”“He’s not married,” Dawn responded.“And he can’t be gay if he’s part of the church,” John observed.“Well, that’s not a rule anymore.”“And single.” John prompted. “And probably lonely.” It was clear John had picked up on the fact Dawn had a. And again, and again. The only sound in the room was the loud wet slap of his hand on my ass, my yelps and half sobs in between, and the slight grunts he made on the really hard ones. He stopped after a few moments. He must do this all the time, I thought. He managed to stop just shy of my entire ass going numb, as it was it just burning hot and throbbing. Mind if I mouth fuck? Pete asked, breathing a little heavy from lust and exertion. While he asked he stuck two fingers deep in my pussy,. I beat my own record, and fucked at the boys at least once before lunch. None were long fucks - just quick bangs in corners or a few group moments back in our room - but the fact that I came 14 times in roughly 6 hours was pretty impressive to me.The boys and I had lunch with Merchelli and a couple of his people."Ok, John, bottom line." Merchelli said as the waitress took the last plate away. "What would it take for you to let me make us both a small mint with these boys? I'll even go.