“Thank you for bringing me here, Debbie,” Jimmy said as their kiss broke. “You’ve always been my favorite aunt, and now I know why,” he adde..., with a grin.“Oh, Jimmy, that’s so sweet. Thank you. She kissed him lightly on the lips again. “Now, would you like to have another lesson, or did I wear you out this afternoon?”Her tone was playful, but she was at least a little bit serious -- she didn’t want to injure him.His cock strained against the fabric of his shorts. He pressed it against her.. What? Oh! You're welcome.Father Lou, as he let's the people he likes call him, is never more on than when he's just a little bit, off. "That's right I said it, Fornication is a fucking perversion. Now before you get all pissy with me, Let me surmise my surmisation. You seeee, fornication is what you'd call, fucking. Now, I'm not talking about 'fucking', I'm talking about fucking! You know, like fucking someone over, the sex were you use somebody like your right hand. You don't give a fuck about. For her part, Rhonda’s behavior was all they could have hoped for. She was pleasant and cooperative, insisting on helping with dinner, both the preparation and the cleaning up. She wasn’t consciously trolling for praise, but since her sixteenth birthday, she knew she was at the top of the list to be placed in a foster home, and she didn’t want to do anything that might hasten that decision — that is, unless she could somehow convince Eric and Andrea to do for her what they were doing for. He could remember being able to stroke those firm, upright breasts and kiss those luscious lips and bring moans of pleasure from his companion. He could almost taste the moisture of those sweet nether lips and feel the quiver of pleasure as he licked the small, hard bud that was hiding just under the folds of that wet opening. He continued to watch and savor the memories, then sat quietly as she went into her bathroom for a shower; her morning ritual. Soon, she came into the room, again, naked,.