"I believe that the use of the Lord's house as a prison or as a punishment goes against its spirit. Just as your boss, the Director, forever complains... about having to act as a prison governor as well as the head of a commercial enterprise, I would say that God also protests at the abuse of His house for such a base and unspiritual rôle. For Mezyana, this place is indeed a prison. Just as the Brothel is to her partner in crime. I don't know Mezyana, of course. She isn't one of my wards. But I. I glance to my left and you smile at me. I look up and see Lila lick her lips. For all her protests, she’s getting horny. As I work my way between her tits, I start unbuttoning her skirt. She says, “No, you can’t, you really shouldn’t.” I say, “Lila, Daddy wants me to finger your pussy and that’s exactly what I’m going to do, now stop fighting me.” I push her skirt down and I say, “Naughty girl, you don’t wear panties. That’s just begging for your pussy to be touched.” My fingers slide over her. It was so much fun spending the evening learninghow two lovely young ladies think. It was a beautiful thing to watch youtwo interact so playfully and still be serious young ladies. Diane, Iknow this isn't the most conventional circumstance, but again, thankyou, for recognizing Wendy's needs and desires and for being herfriend." Oh, Wendy is sooooo cute. She gives me pride in being a woman. And sheis funny!" I am NOT funny, but I do like being a woman!" OK, ladies, I have a surprise for you.. Her bra was discarded and his mouth dropped to capture one of her nipples. It was then that Candice decided that since this was not a paid client that she would try to encourage something geared more toward her likes. She pushed her fingers into his hair and pressed him closer to her breasts. ‘Bite me,’ she told him, in a soft yet demanding whisper. Again Samuel did as requested. Candice soon felt a hint of arousal. She sighed in pleasure and found a place in her mind that would allow her to.