My Embarrassing Bottom Inspection in the Choir Loft!: Bending Over for the Minister’s Icy Fingers. Sinful CMNF Humiliation. (The Bottom Inspector Book 3)
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- Men, you like women’s bottoms, don’t you? Of course, you do! They’re so soft, round, and pretty. Aren’t they just oodles of fun to ogle, fondle, and, um, visit? Of course, they are! But wouldn’t it be even more fun if giving a sweet, modest woman’s shapely behind a very intimate inspection was your job? Wow, you’d be beyond eager to jump out of bed and race out the door every single morning! You’d welcome long days and mountains of overtime! The pay might be underwhelming, but who gives a flying fig? After all, what’s more important? Paying bills? Or having the happiest eyes, hands, and fingers on the planet? Mmm…bottoms…round, womanly bottoms. Geometry at its finest! **** Arthur Fletcher is an aging Catholic priest at a small, 200-year-old church in northern Alaska, where it’s always numbingly cold. He’s also obsessed with women’s bottoms…especially the one belonging to the church organist and choir director, forty-something Melissa Matthews. How obsessed? Well, let’s just say that every time he sees that miracle of biological and geometric engineering going by, his hand finds its way beneath his robes, and he finds himself rueing the day he became a priest! On one particularly frigid night, Melissa arrives shortly before choir practice so she can get in some practice at the organ before everyone arrives. And this just happens to be the night when Father Fletcher decides that merely seeing or fantasizing about Melissa’s plump rearward protrusions is no longer good enough! Not for a butt fanatic like him! He wants more—much more. So as soon as she begins practicing up in the choir loft, he sneaks up behind her, armed with the most diabolical and dirty-minded scheme any man ever concocted—especially a man of the cloth! He apologetically informs her that her playing has grown sloppy in recent months—Lie #1—and that perhaps this is being caused by her frequent squirming on the piano bench—Lie #2. He then goes on to suggest the possibility that this might be caused by the fact that, since her cheeks are so widely separated—i.e. her crack is unnaturally wide—not a lie!—perhaps this is somehow causing her too much discomfort and, in turn, infusing excessive sloppiness into her playing—Lie #3! He then takes things into even more off-the-wall territory by telling her that God has ordered him to give Melissa a very comprehensive bottom inspection to get to, um, the bottom of the matter—the whopper of all lies! Melissa is, of course, far too modest a woman to agree to such debasement. Unfortunately, she’s also pitifully naïve and equally God-fearing. Translation: Despite Melissa’s crushing humiliation, her religion is what brings her to submit to such an un-religious procedure! One that requires her pants to come down and subjects her to the worst degree of embarrassment any woman has ever endured! And when the choir members arrive, and Father Fletcher invites them to watch the remainder of this harrowing ordeal, that degree of embarrassment goes through the steeple! And even that grows more unbearable when our lovable priest conjures up one nasty procedure after another—and claims that each one has been ordered by God himself! Oh, and let us not forget how cold it is in northern Alaska, especially in an un-insulated church, and therefore how cold an old man’s fingers can be! Ouch! This is crazy! Apparently, Father Fletcher is as dirty and underhanded as he is pious and holy! The only question is: how far will he go before poor Melissa is in need of counseling? God only knows. If anal sex, anal fingering, quivering naked butts, undeserved humiliation, and embarrassed naked females are your cup of tea, this story is for you! Get your copy today and discover just how much fun a lovely female bottom can be when it is given a thorough and very close going-over!
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