He was punishing him for his transgressions, his weakness, and his surrender to the sins of the flesh. The young priest sat at his desk in the dimly l...ghted room and reflected guiltily on the terrible things he had done since coming here to this school. He wanted to fall to his knees and pray for forgiveness. He hadn't even confessed his sins. He couldn't bring himself to admit them to another, not even the kindly Father O'Brien.He had taken advantage of the trusting innocence of girls. The butt plug was bigger than my wrist. I knew I would need to at least stroke myself with four fingers to accommodate this huge rod. Up to this point, my ass hole was virgin territory. How could I find pleasure while enduring pain and humiliation? Seeing the leering, ogling men had an amazingly erotic effect on me and I began pumping my fingers in and out of my ass with a frenzied yet alluring quality. They continued to smile and fondle their concealed growing cocks as I became wetter and. We didn't break eye contact as he slowly leaned forward, opened his mouth and sucked my penis into his mouth. he simply held it there, in that wet warmth, why I didn't blow right then I don't know. Then like the men in the movie, he began to move slowly up and down from tip to base. Leaning back I placed my hand atop his head and he continued as I glanced up at the movie screen. Atop the car, the young man began to convulse while the elder allowed the younger mans seed to cover his face. . I press myself against your back as I inhale your scent. Your blouse is open, pulled out of your skirt. My fingers glide over your flesh, pulling the blouse down your arms then dropping it untidily to the floor. My fingers now sliding along the waistband of your skirt as you inhale involuntarily, letting my fingers dip inside it.In a matter of moments, the zip is down, the material sliding over your hips to land in a crumpled heap around your ankles. I glance down at the matching pale green.