”The boy forced a smile and replied, “We’ll get them next time, Father.”“Hey, I hope you don’t mind but I asked your dad if you could come...over to my place and watch the Sox game.”“Really”, the boy perked up, “That would be great!” His father hated baseball and never allowed him to watch the games on Sunday afternoon if the damned NASCAR race was on. He followed the priest out to his small Honda and tossed his gear into the back.It was a short drive to the small cinder block house at the edge. She showed me the sugar on her tongue and pushed her tongue into my mouth. She then slowly climbed on top of me and lowered her pussy down my shaft and pushed her fanny lips against the donut at the base of my cock. Getting into a rhythm she slid up and down. She could tell I was close to coming so she pulled off; my cock was covered in her juices. She stared to rub my cock. I'm going to cum'. 'Yes' she said, 'shoot you spunk out'; and with one more rub the first jet of spunk went straight in. "Right," Dad agreed. "So I felt an attraction for you, physically and emotionally. Part of me wanted to have sex with you." You did?" I looked at him for a heartbeat and then looked down quickly."Yes, I did and that's why it was so difficult for me to leave your room once I sat down next to you," he shrugged. "There was a little voice in my head that was telling me to stay and to touch you, and even kiss you." But you're my dad!"I giggled nervously and the truth was I wouldn't have minded being. Iwas sobbing and begging for mercy and by the last stroke I was squealing"Marci please just let me lick you I'll lick you a thousand times tenthousand times, just stop. Oh my ass is on fire. Mandy stop her. Ooooohahhha!!!!!! "The swats stopped and my legs were released from the ropes and the girlslet me kneel upon a pillow and Marci directed my mouth to Mandy's cuntwhich I licked and licked until she came several times. Marci replaced herand I resumed licking like I was possessed. Mandy then.