” she thought as she let herself in.Tiptoeing upstairs, she noticed the light on in my office. “Holly is that you?” I asked. “did you remember...the pastries?”“sorta, all they had was hot creampie.” She giggled “want some?” she asked. As she approached my chair, she wiggled out of her soiled panties and spun me around. “are you drunk?” I asked.“shut up and lick your wife’s pussy” she ordered as she lifted her skirt up. I noticed a heavy hormonal scent as I stuck my tongue out and approached her. The priest moved and stood up, with her face still in the opening, and he positioned his cock in it, offering it to her."Open your mouth girl; you will receive your blessing from my Holy Rod." Smiling and doing as she was told, she opened her mouth widely, letting her tongue stick out as far as she could. He moved forward and her tongue, wet with saliva and cum, lapped at the undersides of his cock. Her tongue rolled up at the sides like a taco and guided his cock into her mouth. She eagerly. Did it register at all to him?After he had finished her toenails, she invited him to do herfingernails. He quickly accepted and did a fine job on her hands. "Why don't you try it on yourself Jessie? If you practice on yourself youwill be much better next time I need my nails done," Amanda saidamusingly."No way mom. Only girls and sissies paint their nails. It would be theend of me if anyone saw me with pink nails," Jessie said firmly.Amanda thought it was quite funny that Jessie had such low. The boy hurried to the front door and was amazed at the sight he saw when he got there. When he came to the door he saw his goddess wearing an extremely short skirt that barely covered her ass. This type of skirt if worn a catholic schoolgirl would be jealous because no matter how big of a fetish there was for catholic schoolgirls. This type of low cut skirt would win every time when a man was given the choice of either a catholic schoolgirl outfit for his lover or this skirt. The skirt was red.