What could I do? “Sing for me now, Carla. Open up and sing the praises of God. Sing how much we fit together. Your tight young body sharing my cock.... Do you like it, baby? Want to be my soloist this year?” I couldn’t speak. His cock felt so good and I knew that if I moved I would start to cum and cum and not stop. He was really giving it to me balls deep. I never EVER thought of Mr Orland sexually. Now I’m sorry I didn’t visit him sooner. I whimpered breathlessly, “Oh, Mr Orland, I…. God, you. Be respectful. I know you had bad time, and the new Vicar on our ship wished to execute you, but the Bishop, he does not like to kill unless it is needed. You be polite, maybe he just keep you here."Kat found that very interesting indeed. It seemed that there were factions within the ExTrans, much as in every other segment of society. She would have expected more unity among a religious organization, since they all had a codified set of rules they professed to believe in. Maybe there was. They told him their cloaks were brand new and they wouldn't need new cloaks for a long time to come. That was the one and only time Roban tried to be useful. He quietly retreated and left the women to their own devices.When he returned to their tent he was welcomed by two Amazon guards and the dozing Bosko who lazily opened one eye and yawned his greeting. The women were asleep already. He was watching them splayed out around the fireplace and thought about the best way to get between them,. The food is amazing and we can have a nice quiet table." Sindy smiled. She felt very at ease with Mr Cochrane and she was looking forward to feeling him inside her later. The matire d' directed them to a secluded table towards the back of the restaurant. "Your usual table sir. I will send over a waiter to take your order in a few minutes. In the meantime, I will organise a bottle of champagne for you." Sindy laughed, "One glass of fizz and I'm anybody's Mr Cochrane." He laughed and squeezed her.