Indulge, yes indulge is the word, indulge these men who could then better control their urges and keep their ... ahem ... hands off their parishioners..."She thought bitterly, 'So I am to be the church's harlot, instead of a public one. Some choice.'"I think we could make your life here comfortable, and we anticipate no more than three or four visitors a week. In the stews of Mountgomery Street you would be visited many times every day, by all sorts of undesirables. Of course, I shall still have. ” Paul sat down on the rug and Mandy sat down between his widely spread thighs, leaning back against his chest. “Come on you two...get comfortable...this is a long story about a horny mother and her sixteen year old son. I was the horny mother and your Jeff was the sixteen year old son. It happen on Christmas Eve way back in 1987. I'm not sure when the sexual tension started building up between us you see......” I closed my eyes, traveling back in time with Mandy as she relived her first. As Debby hand-fucked the German Shepherd, the boy watched, sliding his hand up and down the white pillar of his own cock.Beside him, Debby finally spoke. "Did... did you say we could make love to anyone in this room?" she asked hotly, not stopping her hand.Helen MacCauley caught her meaning and nodded. "Anyone, or anything, child," she replied. "What did you have in mind, darling?"At last Debby stopped her hand and ran both her hands up and down the dog's body."Jason..." she said. "I-I want to. I grabbed her skinning arse with me hands and fucked her like a rag doll - squirting me spunk intoher hole and she yelped like a pup being kicked. After I'd shot me load I looked up. Simon had his trousers down and his hand on his cock."You dirty little bleeder", I said to him, "well don't just play with yourself - you'll upset me gal, off you go, she's waitin"He stuttered, "Are you sure, can I really?" Course you can me old mate, all for one and one for all, right!"He tooks his breeches off.