Miller Newton looked up from the scrotum of the German Shepherd he was sucking off to see that it was time for his next client to come over to the church office and give a rimjob. He cursed after he spit out the dog's penis, hating that he had to quit his favorite pastime in order to make a little cash. "Oh well", he thought, I guess it's business before pleasure", although he knew he would enjoy eating Butch's feces, just not as much as sucking Rover's dick. Soon, the goveernment official had satisfied his perverse yearnings and Miller was in possession of a promise to help expedite his reception of "faith-based" funds for his new rehab program.
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