The sisters recognize what is required, and whether or not a man has the required divine spark that sets him apart from the others ... but they don't ...now how to get there from here."Again he paused. "We can talk about this another time. I was never able to reward your mother in this life for the very many real things she did for me personally and others of the Faith. As you've come to realize, Fathers of the Faith have a great deal on their plates; it isn't the sinecure outsiders might. I sucked her nipple in hard but she still pushed her tit into my face and pulled on my head, her hand working it around in a circle around her breast. For at least a minute, Mom ground my head on her tit, then suddenly pulled her tit away and yanked my head back."That's better," she said, sitting down. She carved off a piece of pie with the edge of her fork and raised it to her mouth, smiling sweetly at me before slipping it into her mouth, tongue extending to receive it.Fuck I was hard. I was. I'm struggling to keep my breathing even, I'm sure you're feeling my breath on your neck.You put your bag on the floor, bending to retrieve something, and the motion presses my hardness between the cheeks of your bottom... Just a few layers of material between us...You straighten up, not releasing the pressure. You stretch your arms and lift yourself onto the balls of your feet, rubbing upwards against me... I can't help letting out a small moan, as you ease down again, pressure directly on. She was surrounded by guys who were relishing all types of attention on her while I sat at a table across the room, chatting with some friends. Leslie looked ravishing in her lowcut cleavage showing top, a short and sexy black mini skirt and stylish heels, accentuated by a thin gold necklace and matching ear rings. Yes, I notice those things.Leslie was about twenty-five. She had a Playboy model-like body, and it appeared like she loved to show it off. With long black hair that reached to the.