You lift your self as I remove the garment. I can sense your shyness once more as you close your legs and your face reddens. I move to you my shirt fa...ling off; I push your legs apart, move between them and take you in my arms again. Holding your face, kissing you, kissing your soft lips, crushing them against mine. My hands now move to your legs and stroke them, softly from your knees to your hips. I can feel you trembling; your breathing is coming in short gasps as you become more aroused. I. My reply was a moan of pleasure. Fr. Curran held me down, stopping my movements. "STOP !" he ordered me. I did as I was told, and sat back, letting his cock fill me. His hands stroked my legs and thighs. "Now Pauline, are you enjoying this ?" he asked. "Y .. yes Father," I panted. "I think you have had enough for the moment, don't you ?" "N .. No Father," I sounded alarmed. "If you want more you will have to ask for it," he said. "Please Father ..." I pleaded. "Please what ?" he said. "Please. She was a tall, gorgeous brunette and so I brought her to me and we kissed passionately. She took ahold of my hand and led me inside and up the stairs to her apartment.As soon as she unlocked her door and we went inside, we began kissing again. My hands went to her ass and started squeezing, and her hands went down and began undoing my belt buckle. She went down to her knees and began sucking my already hard dick.I loved watching her sucking my dick, her hand stroking that hard shaft and her. I liked them both the same." Shouldn't you like one better than the other?" She again coated the spoon. "Try again."Yes, I know I should have refused. I knew it then. But I also knew she was having her best Sunday ever, and I didn't want to be a party pooper until I absolutely had to. Besides that, it wasn't like it was the first time I'd licked anything from those small perfect mounds with their firm pink knobs. And the way she giggled and laughed when I did it brought back memories of my.