Then I pictured Cuddles and her fantastic jugs, available for my mouth and fingers. It wasn't until much later that I learned about using tits, tightl...y clasped against my dick, as a substitute cunt, with my cum splashing all over chest and neck.Looking at those magazines, staring at those pictures, was at best a one-handed job, at which my left hand became quickly adept. It was my right hand, wrapped tightly around my dick that was accomplishing what the mere images of vagina and mouth could. The room grew deathly silent, and other than our soft breathing, not a sound reached my ears. I waited for what seemed like an eternity, before Sensei Hiro finally spoke a soft «はい» (hai).“He’ll consider your request,” Sensei Robert said to me.I nodded, bowed deeply, and then left the dojo. Sensei Robert hurried to catch up to me.“That was a serious breach of protocol,” he said softly.“Major Powers,” I said, speaking firmly, and using his former military rank, “I may be the son of a retired. The monster of them all was Grace Central Christian Church.Until a few weeks ago, it had been averaging over thirty thousand worshipers a week. On this Sunday, just a few weeks from Christmas, the total attendance was one hundred and fourteen.The Ladies did not know this at first, of course.The sign out front said the sermon was to be on the Shiny Ladies, with the scripture Revelations 17:1-2 underneath.The group that took on the last church consisted of ten goddesses and fifty priests. Kay and. I wanted to go after her and could have killed my husband for being there (no, not really). I have not felt like this before in a real-life situation and this is where the fantasy started.Well, there was no more. But in my head, my imagination was running wild...*I opened the door and walked past her, my eyes telling her to follow me. I took her into an empty compartment. Turning, I closed and locked the door and drew the blinds, then turned back, stepped toward her and looked deep into her.