I'm sorry. I couldn't help it." That's all right Caitlyn ... it just means that you're growing up." But Sir, it wasn't like when you did it. It was ...... like ... I still wanted something else." That's natural, my dear. Take a couple of minutes now to pray to our Saviour for guidance and come to my inner office. Be sure to close the door to the outer office and the inner one."The girl's inexpert and too brief handjob yesterday had dampened the lecherous preacher's ardour enough that he hoped he. Just not yet.’ He sat down again, sipping on a fresh cup of coffee. ‘So how is David?’ ‘Ah, yes, David.’ His mother said, brightening. It was a very long time before his mother showed interest in other men after his father’s death. Almost 10 years. Dylan thought that she’d live out her life alone and not in love. ‘Have you set a date?’ Dylan asked. ‘No, no. Not yet. We are taking it slow you know, one thing at a time.’ She fingered the large diamond on her left hand, fondly looking at it.. " I know, sir." So you agree that you deserve to be punished?" Yes sir. Please punish me. I deserve it." His substantial ass was right there, practically quivering, perched atop my thighs, his hard cock pressed into the side of my leg. I reared back my hand and slapped him hard. Whack! I did it again and again, in quick succession. Then I shoved two fingers inside him, pumping his hole while I gave his reddened cheeks a rest."This is what you're good for. You kept it a secret back then but now. .." Gwen scooted closer to Sybil, her firm, round buttocks barely glued to the edge of the ottoman."And he said he talked to him briefly. He mentioned he had a wife in Oceanside, told him about you..." Sybil paused and pressed her finger to her lips. Gwen blushed. "And he said he'd send a message back. Your husband said, to quote, keep a stiff upper lip, unquote." Ohhh," Gwen said, her excited tone melting to disappointment. "Anything else?" No, Sybil had the four-word message right," Bob.