Finally, the blonde High Priestess again climbed up onto the altar. “This is the last time,” she said as she centered herself over his prick. The ...chant began and her slow bounce started. It seemed to go on forever– longer than ever before. David felt himself becoming stiffer and stiffer and stiffer. His balls seemed to be boiling with tons of cum, but he couldn’t release. The blonde was now keening softly. Her fingers were nearly digging through his chest. Finally, she said “Now!” and the world. For the first time, there seemed to be noendearing tone at all in her voice. She was pissed. I looked at thesofa. It was splattered with strings of my sissy cream. Oblivious whilebeing hammered by Leroy, my exposed sissy stick had literally sprayed theentire area, the floor, the couch..."Look! Your fucking sissy mess got on my leg. You fucking cunt." Mistressheld her calf where my gooey mess had smeared from the couch."I'm so sorry, Mistress. I couldn't help myself" Couldn't help yourself?". When she was totally out of breath, she would sit-up straight, feeling like her nipples were being torn off her breasts, but being able to breathe. Carol was concentrating on this ritual, she could hardly think of anything else.Carol tried to ignore the pain and get her bearings; she was in a large room with a man perched on what looked like a tall, wooden pulpit looking down at her with disdain. To her right, against the far wall was a group of men seated two deep and six across, also looking. Now may I request you to kindly take back your camera.” The man smiled at us and silently proceeded to remove the roll from the camera. Then I asked him, ‘Sir, the statistics in the billboard is surely not a test bowling figure, is not it? ‘No, it is not,’ he replied. I said, ‘If I am correct, Ramadhin could bowl only 98 over’s and that record still stands as the maximum number of over’s bowled by a bowler in a test match innings’. By this time the shop owner had already removed the roll. He.