" He looked at Emma and gave her wink. "The caravan's cosy though let's go inside and brew up." It was a small caravan and inside there was just a bun... for two and a small table. The curtains were drawn so Stanley opened them to let the light in and then filled a rusty old fashioned kettle and set it on a tiny gas cooker. Emma stood in the tiny space by the bed and look with amusement."I wish I had one of these," she said, "it's so compact." Yes," said Stanley, "I love it out here." He sat on. I shot a big load onto his chest and chin. I told him to perform a blow job on me but he said cum is “disgusting”. So we went to the pond and washed our bodies and back on the shore he did the worst blow I ever had, it was like he was munching on my cock so I had to teach him how. “use less teeth and more tongue” When I was ready for the next stage of plunging my cock deep in his sweet ass, I saw an old man appear behind the bushes on the other side of the pond cursing and ahouting, calling us. "Can I offer you some coffee?" Martin asked, pouring himself a cup."Thanks," Father Joseph said and watched as Martin poured a cup of fresh coffee and handed it to him. They both sat down in Martin's office across from one another, Martin behind his desk and Father Joseph in a chair in front of the desk.Martin suspected he knew why Father Joseph was there, but he hoped he was wrong, "What can I do for you Father?"Father Joseph had dealt with Martin before and he knew how unreasonable he could. She had been prepared for him to drop his pants and tell her to get to work. She answered, "No."Ignoring her, Dale said, "Denise, why don't you see if there's any dinner getting prepared?" Yes, Dale," Denise said realizing that Dale had just increased the stakes on Victoria. She went into the kitchen and saw that there was nothing ready. She returned and said, "There's nothing ready. I guess I'll have to cook tonight." Yes, I think you will," Dale said shaking his head.Victoria shouted, "Didn't.