Kate had been young, a buxom Irish lass who had become pregnant and was delighted to get the position of housekeeper for a handsome, young parish prie...t. She had her baby, a girl she named Bridget, and she'd remained housekeeper as the priest progressed somewhat in the hierarchy. Kate was a weekly provider of solace to the priest when he imbibed heavily of the spirit and this continued when, as a young man, he became Bishop.Bridget was thirteen when the Bishop really took not of her. She looked at me lying on the bed. “I’ve got to go the bathroom. You stay there,” she said. I was disappointed with her reaction and felt a bit stupid laying there dressed in women’s underwear. I was in half a mind to take it off. Within a minute the bathroom door opened and Charlotte came back into the room, still dressed as before but now with a noticeable bulge underneath her skirt. She came over to the bed. “You look amazing,” she told me. She ran her hands over my body and my mood perked. We set a perimeter before I moved forward with two of my best men. It was easy to find the base since they had chopped and cut down a lot of the forest to make it. We slowly scouted around it before returning to brief the company. I led them forward to the position the support was going to set up in and everyone left the extra ammo.While they set up we went right and around and moved on line. I checked the time and we began to wait until the sun started to rise. Finally grenades started falling. I said to him, "then no". He explained to me how good it feels, when a perfectly sized cock like his own is going in and out at a steady pace, not hardcore pace but, steady fucking pace. "It's all about fucking your love hole until I cum", he said. I asked, "does it hurt?" Adam smiled when he said, "what did you tell your wife when she asked that question before you fucked her in the ass?" I laughed and replied, "I'll go slow, don't worry." Adam said, "There's your answer, I'll do the same.".