He had to make space for his erection.“It’s ok,” he told her. “It will all be forgiven. Just say five hail Marys and three Our Fathers.” The... he added, “And one more thing.”He tugged down the front of his briefs and presented his cock through the confessional port. For a moment nothing happened. Had he misread her and done something offensive? Then he felt her warm breath on his skin. He felt her tongue paint a circle around the head, trace a wet line down the underside, and return. She took. Three fingers?? but my pussy is sucking those fingers in...slurping noises...and I feel my nectar begin to run down my legs...he turns me around...me facing him...I so much want him in me..looking into his eyes...I see the glint, and I sink down and take his glorious manhood into my mouth...starting at the head...I apply pressure with my tongue...I can see drops glistening on the top...lapping it up..like a cat lapping its milk...I slide my tongue down his shaft...and then taking each ball sac. One Spring Break, I made what I later came to realise could have been a mistake, and went to Florida. Never mind where, but it was sunny and overly warm for someone used to the snows of northern Springs. Many of the "breakers," some few of whom I knew, were the typically wild college guys and girls of the day and wore little more than very tiny thongs, no tops, at least during the day in the sunshine. What they wore at night... One group from our university-three of the five went to the same. The skin there was so smooth and delicious. Landon could only imagine what delicacy was waiting below her hemline.Landon stood at 5’ 11”, and was 150 lbs. He was muscular, without being to muscular, and had a light tan. He was a brunette with mesmerizing emerald eyes and incredibly attractive lips. His facial features were sharp and defined, which was just what his metal band needed for publicity.A smile spread across Max’s lips and her dainty hands explored lower and lower until they met the.