He and father Dean got on quite well & I am sure father Dean's horny confessional widows soon found the tatse to their liking of a new younger, priest... And I was soon to find out, so did father Dean.Late one evening after prayer, i was tidying up the alter, when I noticed in the priests dressing room, father Jeremy on his knees, moaning. Worried about him I crept closer, esuring I kept my vow of silence. As I got closer, I became flushed with embarrassment. Father Jeremy was not in pain, in. I slid my hand under her shirt. She kissed me hard, then took my hand and slid it into her shorts. They were too tight. I pulled them down and started stroking her pants. “Tell me what you want me to do. I don’t want to go further than you want. No, that’s not true. I do want to, I just don’t hmmmm” she stopped me waffling by sticking her tongue into my mouth. I was close against her so she could feel how hard I was. She took my hand off her pants (which I’d already noted were damp to the. You looked so courageous. You looked like a warrior!’ ‘Sweetie, I’ve dealt with more than my share of bullies. The one thing bullies have in common is that they all think they have the upper hand. I just explained to Don that he wasn’t welcome and that you would speak with him with a marriage counselor after he’d received some professional help on his own. He brought me another slice of pizza. I don’t remember having pizza at all, but I could taste the pepperoni on my tongue. I must have. I kissed her again, running my hand down her thigh. She quivered against my touch, grabbed my butt, and pulled me close. My dick pressed against her private region, and she gently rubbed her hips back and forth to feel it against her.Kate played with my dick while we kissed. She gently tickled my balls and giggled when it jumped and danced around, still never breaking our long, passionate kiss.Kate spread her legs apart for me. I thought about protection; I knew I would be able to tell when a.