“My priest,” she replied with a grin, settling into the armchair opposite his.She watched in amusement the look of disbelief on his boyish face.�...Father Moss,” she continued, swirling the wine in her glass before taking a sip. “As divine a creature as ever entered into God’s service. From the moment I saw him I knew I had to have him.”The boy studied her face as she spoke; saw the obvious delight she took in the feelings her own words conjured up. Whatever memories she had of this man, they must. This time when I called from the lobby I was told to come up to her room. Again she poured us a drink each and again I had to show her how mature I was. We talked and by the end of the second drink I was again on the couch with face up in her lap as she administered to my complexion once again. It had all been so easy, so smooth like it was the normal thing to do. Once again she pushed and pinched and then applied the cool cream as we talked.She was going back to Mexico; she had hired people. ..," she said. "No bother," I said, as I started to kiss her bare thighs. I got closer and closer to her damp lips before finally licking the length from top to bottom. She moaned a little as I focused on her emerging clit, taking it in my mouth as I fingered her slit. She was so tight that I could only use one finger at first."A bit too fast..." she said. I found my rhythm and she was moaning louder and louder. Continuing to suck on her clit like crazy, she was able to accommodate a second. ’ ‘What do we want to do for breakfast?’ Kim said. ‘How hungry is everybody?’ ‘I could eat,’ Lynn said, ‘But dinner last night was pretty rich and I wouldn’t mind just toast and coffee.’ ‘I’m about the same,’ Kim said. ‘What if I jump in the shower and we head out for lattés and muffins or something?’ I said. ‘Perfect!’ Lynn said. Kim smiled and nodded. ‘Right, then, ladies. Um… there is one thing, though.’ ‘Yes?’ ‘Were you going to get dressed?’ ‘Yes, you jerk.’ ‘I’m truly.