Fucking, I think," Phillip asked as she beganto shimmy out of her leather pants."Oh... Fucking is, well, what we were doing right before you changed."...hillip was now completely naked, turning around in a circle as she triedto look at her new bottom. "Oh, then I really like fucking. Gods! I can'tsee my bottom. Tell me, my Lady, do I have a nice bottom?"Polly didn't know what to say. The young girl was bending over,presenting her plump bottom for her. "It's fantastic." Fucking fantastic?" Phillip. He went and made the brews as they chatted. He came back into the room and put the brews down and sat opposite her. They chatted some more, He couldn’t take his eyes off her, she looked stunning. She then slipped her skirt up a little to rub your leg, John’s eyes nearly popped out as he realised she had stockings on. She smiled again as she asked if he liked them, John nodded but was unable to speak. She again slipped her skirt up but a little higher and for a little longer. He tried to keep. All the way back to my house his hand was between my thighs, I did not stop him, I needed to be touched. Dave parked his car on our drive, opening the door I led him into the front room, Coffee I,asked him, No he said good I repiied, do you want to take me to bed, I did not wait for a reply I,took his hand and led him upstairs, my clothes coming off as I walked to my bedroom, middle not put the light on, I got into bed naked, Dave was one minute after me, we were k**ding he was fondling me. All goes well until a young woman enters the booth and confesses to giving her husband’s boss a blow job.Hennesy flips through the pages. No blow job anywhere in the book. Hennesy is frantic and the father is still busy in the men’s room. He needs to ask someone - anyone - what to do. He opens the confessional door a crack and he sees little Timmy O’Toole, an altar boy, waiting his turn to confess.“Psst! Hey kid! What does Father O’Malley give for a blow job?”Timmy smiles and answers, “Usually.