.. and she'd had no others to confess. She had heard that the priest here was quite young and she wasn't sure if he would be as easy on her as the oth...r one."Do you wish to confess, my child?" Brother John asked, his voice quavering nervously for he knew that Father Murphy would be extremely displeased if he found out. But, he thought, I have a defense against him. The Bishop wouldn't be very happy to hear that one of his shepherds was fucking the juvenile parishioners, either."Oh, Father. I. “Daddy, you’re loving my butt!”“Yes, I am, Junebug!” he growled as he entered me.I gasped, feeling his dick sliding into my asshole. That velvety heat melted down to my pussy. It was different from him being in my cunt. He couldn’t knock me up, but that wasn’t bad because it still meant that I got to have his cum in me.Daddy slid deeper and deeper into my asshole. I arched my back, rubbing my hard nipples into the cool surface of the desk. I whimpered as his pubic hair pressed into my rump. He. I slipped on a pear of white panties. I took one last look in the mirror. I thought to myself. "For a mother of an eighteen year old son, I still looked good. I know my husband still likes what I look like. He tries to fuck me at least five times a week." I heard the car horn.I ran downstairs, closed and locked the front door and headed for the car. My son was already in the seat. I sat down on his lap and swung my legs into the car. I looked down and notice my dress barely covered my thighs.. Beverly looked at the size of Daddy’s cock and gasped. Daddy’s cock was hanging like the pendulum of a grandfather cock but it was hard, phat and silky strands of pre cum were emerging on its tip. Beverly could not contain herself and leaned to work her lips around the cock tip and letting her tongue lick the helmet edges and get into the leaky slit. Zoey’s total body shook and he tried to push her away a little but he was no match for a young girl. She asked Daddy to lay back and let her do.