On top of that, if I tried to contact Gina, there would be more significant consequences. My parents could lose their jobs as well. Gina’s father ha... much influence with other employers. I couldn’t get employment anywhere. Her father had put out the word that I was no good. I had a relative, who was a priest, my father spoke to him. Before I knew what was happening, I was on my way to a monastery in Paphos.”I was speechless, lost for words. I didn’t know what to say to Father Petrou. I wanted. Lisa gave me that I-don't-know-what-the-hell-you're-talking-about look she'd patented. She went to move but was pinned between me and the window. Alone on the patio down below, Emily absent-mindedly moved a hand under one of the loose bra cups, caressing. Before long, thumb and forefinger were rolling the erect teat and her pouty lips were vibrating with pleasure. "You like her, don't you," I repeated, louder and more insistent.Lisa wriggled, attempting to free herself. "You want her, don't you. She sometimes took out the dick from inside her mouth and flicked her tongue across his scrotum, something which my father seemed to like. She alternated between sucking his dick and scrotum. She ran her tongue on the entire length of my father’s penis in slow languorous movements; she licked the zone between his scrotum and his rectum and my father raised himself to facilitate her action He pushed up till his rectum was directly in front of her mouth. She darted her tongue into his asshole, my. Work without Lisa and me this afternoon. My other life is calling, but it should be short and sweet." Kind of figured that, Chuck, but be careful. We can't do without you two. Come to the studio and get a few licks in if you're done before five or six."Kenny left and even Ray Charles could see that Jane was flustered. She looked around and asked, "What are you to that guy? That's Kenny of the Blues Expedition, isn't it?"Lisa smiled and hugged Jane to her, "Yep, that's him. Let's catch this bad.