' He started licking hungrily on my mound, his fingers stroking the outside of my pussy lips. I didn't really feel nothin, not like he said I would. S... I just let him continue. His mouth was real hot, and his tongue was kinda rough and real wet. He propped my legs on his shoulders and he lay down completely flat between my legs, and he started using his fingers to spread open my lips. He used his thumbs to push up the hood that covered my little clitoris, and then he started licking on my. Friar Anselm had spent many years battling with his own sexuality as a Friar and a man,he remembered the long nights in his room becoming erect at the thought of touching another man,there was times,many years ago,when as a young Friar he could only dream of the excitement he was feeling now watching a boy bare his bottom to receive a spanking at his hands. It was a very joyous day when Friar Anselm was asked to become a disciplinarian at the Monastery,he had come to the attention of his. It went easily and her cunt ached to be filled.Her finger hovered around the tight opening. She ran it tentatively around the outer edge of the cavity.All the while, she kept her eyes on dopedup Max who sat there calmly, and somewhat stupidly, looking back at her with a blank expression that only birds are really capable of.His form turned her on.The sheer whiteness of him. Purity for her perversion. And most of all his neck. The long curving phallic neck, arched and sinuous, like a soft. I shook my head no and waggled my finger back and forth looking up at him. He got a confused look on his face but I just smiled at him. I crawled up on the bed and kissed him lightly on the lips, him kissing back. I stroked his cock while continuing to kiss him lightly, making sure he was enjoying every moment of this. I stuck my tongue into his mouth, swirling it around, and slowly put my leg over him. I sat down, still kissing and licking at him. He moaned in my mouth and I moaned back. I.