It slapped against her clit and she convulsed, her mouth opening to scream but no sound emerging, her pussy opening pulsing, a trickle of cum escaping...as she shattered in a painful orgasm. Dropping the crop, I shuffled forward to bury my aching length in her pussy, groaning at the muscle contractions that squeezed my cock pleasantly.She found her voice as my groin slammed against her tender, beaten pussy lips, and I rocked slightly against her, enjoying the tightening and the noises she made. It was easy for my to do these tasks, since I lived next to him. The priest name was Petras (Peter, in English) he was 48 years old. More than twelve years he has spent in Italy, in a monastery, later he came back to Lithuania and were approved to work in our parish. Since I was working to him, and we were neighbours, we chatted a lot and I introduced my wife to him. Adri is a great cook. She can bake delicious pies, donuts, You name it. She often offered freshly baked pie or other sweets to. I could feel her smile again and I shuddered. This wasn’t her I tried to tell myself. It was a mean spirited caricature built from anger, misunderstanding, hate, and a good dose of untapped lust. I tried repeating the mantra over and over again in my head. It didn’t do a damned bit of good. Underneath it all, she was still the same fiery redhead that my body responded to like clockwork. Her hand slipped inside my sweats, grasping my cock. The cold touch on my overheated skin was almost. Hmm thers only her old dildo here where could she have put it? Cindy began to search the room first under the bed where she found some S&M gearhmhm kinky but still no dildo then the closet hmm nothing but clothes and shoes Cindy begins to close the dor but stop sudenly reaching in and pulling out a pair of dirty panties well if nothing else this will be usefull Cindy goes back to the still open bedside drawer and pulls out Rachels old dildo resigned to simply using it as she had so many times.