"You want us to call you Joe?" It's as good as any," Joe said with a laugh. "But you can pick another of you want."Liz giggled and said, "I think Joe ...s just right. But, daddy, mom's right." Liz got very serious and she said, "You do need to talk to him. It's really important."Jonas looked down at his daughter, and smiled as he hugged her. "If it's important to you, baby, then it is important to me too." No, honey," Sheila corrected him as serious as her daughter was. "Well, yes, it's important. Frances knocked once and went in,Allison followed.The room was lit by candles,which cast shadows around the book lined walls."Reverand Abbot,this is the girl you were told about,Allison Whitley,"Sr.Frances said. Allison could just make out a middle-aged man sitting behind a long table.He was wearing a long black habit and scapula,his face was pale and fat,he was almost bald with just a few wisps of grey hair left.He was wearing small round spectacles which he removed and glared at. He has been looking the other way, but as he turns to us I think I notice a flash of recognition when he sees you. He stares blatantly at you, admiring your legs and skimpy top. A slight smirk comes on his face and I feel that he already knows what is going to happen. As we approach you say loudly, ‘I just need to tie up my laces darling.’ You skip over to the bench, your skirt bouncing so I think he may already guess that you are without knickers. I stand back slightly, but within earshot.. Her tits felt hot and hard against his chest. She wanted to kiss and suck his nipples and even imagined going lower, to play with his cock. She felt his cock, hot, hard, and throbbing against her leg. It was an exquisite feeling and Deana gazed into his eyes and exclaimed, "Oh, Bryan, yes. Darling, fuck me!” She began to breathe hard when his body moved. Her legs came open and allowed his hips to slip down between them. She attempted to slide her hand down between their bodies and grasp his.