A stiff shape rubbing against her m*****ed orifice was without a rubber, this aspect excited her for a reason she couldn't explain. The slow insertion...was driving her anticipating hole wild, wiggling her abused backside to further stimulate and confirm the concession. He withdrew an inch before violently impaling the sticky passage until reaching the deepest wall and plugging her pleasure centre entirely.His hands balancing his thrusts by taking hold of her hips, then proceeded to heavily slam. She pointed to my cock, which was growing harder by the minute and smiled softly. "Don't forget to wash there also. Looks like you missed a spot!" as she giggled.I looked down to see my cock virtually pointing directly towards Julia, my shaft standing several inches out from the base and the head prolongued from the foreskin. "Okay, maybe a few more minutes than expected!" I told her.She turned around and walked away, as my eyes were focused upon the tight hugging jeans she wore. They fit her. ” I took a moment to stare her submissive pose, then noticed the jeans she still had on. “Don’t you want to take those off” I said. “No. This is how I want it.” Then arched her ass up at me and gave it a wiggle. I certainly wasn’t going to debate the issue and proceeded to climb over the top of her, lining up my shiny hard cock with her puckered little entrance. I pushed down until the tip of my head slid between her soft cheeks and made contact, then pressed a little harder until I could feel. I know that I have sinned, and worse still I have corrupted you, a man of the cloth. Can you find it in your heart to forgive me? Are you a man of charity?"Forty looked directly at Sybil. "Yes, I am a man of charity ... Yet you have done things that are beyond the pale, an abomination before both God and Nature!" the placid Reverend summoned his will, "Now, begone!" He raised his fist as if this were a direct commandment from the mount.Sybil visibly crumbled and threw herself at the old.