Masterson's couch. I also feel my velvet panties against my cock.I feel foolish wearing the panties in her office, but she doesn't say aword about it..."Justin, pretend mommy is here and admit to mommy that she's not toblame. It's you who loves panties and all your other nasty fetishes."I feel a bit shy about saying it in front of Dr. Masterson, but I take adeep breathe and begin, "I'm sorry mommy for blaming you for my ownperversions. I love panties. I get so turned on by the feel of. I was at my wits end and needed him. And he came through with flying colors.It was kind of our first true date night, unbeknown to us. We showed up and he gave me the option of going to get coffee instead. My god, I wish we would have. We would have done awful things to each other. Instead, we watched some movie that didn’t hold much interest for either of us. Sitting right there beside him in the dark theater, I felt calm. We went out to the parking lot and continued to talk. I could have. They watch as each of them lick Margo’s juice from the others finger.When they finished, Margo asked, “Was I a good little bad girl, Father?”“Yes Margo, you were. Now there is another problem that we must address.”“What is that, Father?”“The use of the Lord’s name when you came, Margo.”“I am sorry Father, what would you like me to do?” Margo says in an innocent, little school girl’s voice.Father Anthony reaches over and places his hands on her shoulders. Smiling, Margo nods knowingly and kneels. Outside she was facing the railing as I exited the house. I slid up behind her and moved her hair and began to kiss the back of her neck as my hands moved up her thighs. Continuing past her pussy I made my way to her hard nipples breasts taking one in each hand. Caressing hard as I open my mouth and begin to nibble instead of kissing. She turns around and puts her perfectly manicured hands down my pants. Grasping my cock she kisses me with passion. My hand now finds its way under her tight.