She smiled. Oh? she replied, and whats that? I looked up at her, calm as day, but aching within. A taste. She tilted her head and rolled her eyes slig...tly in mock subjugation. Oh well, if I really have to. She moved forward then, leaning her blue panties toward me. I promptly let her shirt hang in the mouth of the dryer as I smiled and reach out with my fingers and pulled aside her panty enough to see her wonderful pussy. Amid the red of the rest of her body her pussy stood out in a rich and. My face turned to look to the wall as I felt Connors cock throbbing against my pussy walls I then knew it would soon be over with, well so I thought.Connor shot his hot cum deep inside me, a sigh parted my lips as I felt it splash up against my pussy walls, His pace had near come to a halt, as He took a firm hold of my hips and turned me over, rising my ass in the air, a scream echoed the room as I begged Master to not let He fuck my ass, Master knew I was not one that enjoyed anal all that. His legs splayed apart. His fingers, coiled like little cobras, stroke the column of his cock. “Come here,” he rasped. And I did. I moved over to the coffee table just in front of his chair, sat down on the edge, and prepared to watch him jerk off. “No, here!” the insistence in his voice grated to my very clit and made me shudder. He indicated that he wanted me to straddle him like I’d done Stevie. It seemed easy enough, and I did it. His jeans felt rough against my bare thighs, his knees. We had another swallow of wine. His pole moved on my hand and he kissed me. “This is just between us,” he cautioned…“the confessing and the rest and it must remain secret or we could both be in serious trouble.” I nodded, he kissed me again and I fumbled on top of his robe…he was really stiff! A horny priest…or is that an oxymoron? “What should I do?” I asked. “About what?” he inquired. “About animals and consorting with them…like you said: the Bible is against it.” He went on: .