I removed them altogether, holding them up for him to see. I threw them at my feet and slid my skirt up so I could play with myself for him, using two...fingers to enter my pussy. After around ten minutes of him shifting himself uncomfortably in his seat, he had to adjust his hard cock with his hand. I took this opportunity to lift my hand and put a finger in his mouth, letting him taste my juices.I could see him looking along the road, looking for somewhere to stop, until he suggested somewhere. I carried them to Father Nicholas and received his blessing to put them on. Once I’d done so, I began preparing for Vespers. I lit a piece of charcoal and put it in the censer, then added a bit of incense. Once the smoke began wafting up, I lit the candles on the altar, and then placed the correct prayer books, with the prayers for the day marked, on the stand where Father Nicholas could easily reach them.A few minutes later, two middle school boys arrived to serve as acolytes, and once they. The hormone therapy she had been using had made her breasts really pronounced, even for her 18C breasts, that and, they were always so hyper sensitive now. She could feel his hand then rest between her breasts and slowly, agonizingly trail down her tummy, over her belly button and slipped ever so slowly under her tights.?You have been a very good girl. Would you like your reward now?? he asked as he watched her tremble. He didn’t have to ask, he knew she was excited. He watched her mouth. I kiss and stroke down Dad’s back. He stirs in his sleep. I snuggle up behind him, my naked body spooning into his.I continue to kiss his neck. Dad stirs again, starts to wake up. “Morning baby” he turns over to face me. He starts to kiss me, and I respond with deeper kisses. His hand runs down my body and between my legs. He searches out my bud. He expertly lifts the hood and flicks away at my clit. It’s like a direct root to deep inside me. I start to moan. Dad’s lips leave mine and kiss down.