“All the detective knew was that he was having an affair with Nicki and that other woman up in Doncaster, in Yorkshire, but he hadn’t got any deta...ls on the husband of the woman he was having a fling with up there, so there was nothing he or we could have done to stop what happened. It’s not our fault...”Sally finished his sentence: “I know that’s it’s not our fault. So why do we feel guilty?” She then burst into tears, taking a tissue and holding it to her eyes.Mike shrugged and chose his. Pushing forward slowly, I sank into the depths of her womanhood, listening to the escalating moans escaping her lips."Play with her clit, Father! Maybe she’ll cum for you!" Magdalene said as she leaned over the novice nun and sucked on her left nipple.Picking up the pace, I fucked her tight, wet pussy, watching as my honey coated cock slid effortlessly in and out of the writhing, moaning young girl, my thumb circling her clit."Oh my fucking God!" she said, "I never thought it would feel so. Her hair was loose again, and her eyes black; not the bright blue I had last seen. Definitely contacts.She helped me out of my coat and threw off the cloak she was wearing and asked me to sit in an armchair while she poured us both a large brandy. My coat and her cloak lay on a sofa in a clumsy embrace. “I was,” she said, “working at a corporate party. Lots of people eating while I astonished them. This,” indicating the same velvet dress she’d worn the first time I met her, “is my costume.. Thicker than I thought. Fully erect. Completely shaved. Low-hung balls that look HEAVY with cum.I’ve been waiting so long to do this. I don’t even know where to begin. I start by giving his swollen cockhead a sensual kiss. Then I twirl my tongue around it. I dip low and lick the underside of his shaft from base to tip. I love the salty taste and heat emanating from his skin. I take my time with his balls. His scrotum is fleshy and velvety, and the balls look nearly as big as kiwis. I cup his.