Bill knew all about mom and had gone to get his hands on her a few times. He was the owner of a strip club, and was willing to pay my mom twice what s...e was getting from John. Bill was another around 40, single, muscular looking, and black. He had a thing for white girls, and wanted my mom since he saw her the first time. Mom became a waiter and a stripper at Bills stripclub. Bill had us move into a house he owned, and had mom dressing even sluttier than John. Bill was into stockings, and had. Everyday Friar Benedictus Declus would ring the bell of the Monastery and then open the gates of the Monastery, permitting those who wished to confess and repent their sins entry to the chapel. The Friar was well known around the town.When he walked about town those who saw him would say, "Good Day,Good Friar!" Many of the residents of the town were only too well aware what happened to those who repented at the hands of the small,fat Friar. The Friar was known for his use of corporal punishment. They looked up as Iapproached but clearly did not recognise me. (Not too surprising; mostparents wouldn't be expecting their son to turn up for lunch wearing apowder-blue skirt suit!)"Hallo Mum and Dad" I said nervously as I stood beside their table. "It'sme, Kerris; but you should call me "Katy" today." Mum and Dad looked upwith startled expressions on their faces. Dad's jaw dropped in amazement.Mother was the one who recovered first. "Well, sit down Katy" she said,in a slightly tight voice,. He took two of his exquisite long fingers and guided them into my vagina, reaching his other hand up to my mouth. Gasping, I licked his fingers deeply before he urgently pulled down my top to tease my nipple with moist fingertips.His hard-on was straining in my hand, and I used the precum already there to slide my fingers along his shaft, hearing his breath become ragged. He knelt down abruptly and keeping his fingers in and out of me in deepening movements, he found my clitoris with his.