“How much do you weigh, two forty? I am a slender petite ninety-eight pounds and forty pounds of that is my hair!” “Slender and petite, you say?...Is that anything like short and skinny? Whichever, I adore you!” She’d guessed my normal weight to the pound, but she was still fibbing about having forty pounds of hair, unless it was wet. Like Dad had said, we’d have to watch her and Mom. “Okay.” I admitted. “I’ll split down the last tamale with you then, but you’ll have to eat if you expect to grow. ‘I gave you plenty of chances to talk to me, but no. You forced my hand, Cassie.’ ‘I’m sorry,’ I repeated, tears spilling onto my cheeks. Very slowly, I propped myself up slightly so I could see out the window, desperately looking for landmarks. The car slowed and my panic increased. I had a decent view out the window but couldn’t concentrate on anything I saw. I forced myself to fight through the haze of fear as the car rolled to a stop, quickly reading the business signs in front of the car.. The perspiration from our love making had chilled on Sue's body and her skin felt cool against mine, but her pussy was still like a hot glove around my cock; my balls boiling with cum waiting to be spewed into her. Sue's pussy was accustomed to Alan's extra girth and I wanted to be clamped by a tight hole. I spread my legs over hers, keeping them closed and her thighs squeezed tight against the base of my shaft. I was focused on one thing only, shooting my sperm as deep into her womb as I. Don’t you agree?”“Well, within reason,” I started to answer, “There are certain rules and expectations to abide by.”“Of course,” she responded, “And certain things are a matter of the heart, beyond theological debate. I’ve seen how you look at me, Father Dominic. I look at you in the same way, and yet you don’t allow yourself to follow your heart.”“I’m a man of the cloth!” I exclaimed, “I cannot transgress the word of the church!”“You mean you cannot show feelings,” she said dryly, taking my.