"Just make it good and I'll give you a nice, hot fuckin load of cum in your mouth."He was commanding and abrupt, but I'd seen this type of attitude be...fore from guys who didn't consider themselves gay. I knew he'd be happy to let me blow him, but I wasn't even going to bother asking him for anything back. I looked at his hard, black cock and decided sucking him off would at least be a good way to start my night.So, there I was. Crouched down with my knees on the cum crusted plywood floor, slowly. ********************************************************************The Reverend Gareth James had been running the local church for acouple of years now ever since the previous vicar had unfortunatelydied. Ian's fianc?e Holly Taylor had known the old man very well, buthad not really warmed to the new young clergyman. Reverend James was ofthe school of happy clappy preachers and Holly liked her churchservices much more traditional. They had to see him however to discussthe banns that he would be. Someone from the home had driven him here, they'd brought himinto this room and just left. He didn't remember anything after that,so he figured someone must have come into the room and undressed himout of his boy clothes and put him into girls pajamas. Girls pajamasthat were his size. He looked round again noticing the door he'd comein through and tried to open it to no avail. Someone must have lockedit. He banged on the door shouting, "Let me out! Let me out of hereyou crazy fucks!" No. Her nipples were red and swollen, her wrists and ankles showed the understated stripes of being bound. Her mound was engorged with blood and her clit still peeked out from underneath its protective hood in a provoked state. My cum mixed with what she expelled and ran down the cleft between each of each of her legs onto the bed and soaked into the sheets. I was in a state, which happens at times but not often enough. My cock was still rigid and pressing against her thigh. Usually after such.