I did not understand. I thought she wanted me to mount her and I said wait let me enjoy this.She said I too want to suck you man and she was talking a...out 69 and I changed my position to give her the perfect access to my throbbing dick and she started her long slurps to my balls and dick stretching her neck and holding my butts tightly and I continued with my exploration of her pussy with my fingers and tongueAnd we both were in heavens enjoying each other and this continued for almost more. By vote of the membership executive council she had been sold to another club. He had felt badly, almost guilty at seeing her sold, knowing the club to which she was being sold would not treat her with the love and caring he and the other members had shown for her. The members had been very sympathetic, ruling he did not have to replace her, but he insisted and within weeks had provided a suitable replacement, a young blonde, Brianna, whose eagerness was matched by her ability to contort her. .. but..." Her hand trembled as she reached out and squeezed his bulge through his cassock. "I can't ... fight this. I ... I am a whore. It's like my body has betrayed me. I'm so wet. So hot. Father, please forgive me."Her hands pulled up his cassock. She licked her lips, her blue eyes lidded with her passion. For a moment, Father Augustine imagined her youthful daughter kneeling beside her mother, eager to suck his cock with Donna."I am a whore. What is wrong with me, Father?" Just surrender. As instructed she didn't wear a bra or panties. Before leaving for his Clifton, Ohio hotel SuperBowl party he had my hotwife blow him until he emptied his nutsack into her belly.I would love to tell you every single naughty detail but obviously I wasn't invited. My hotwife told me that when she arrived at the hotel room there were black men from 16 to 60 watching multiple televisions. The 50" flatscreens were showing the SuperBowl pregrame but the jacuzzi and bedroom televisions had on.