" Known him for a long time, right?" All my life Daddy." Yeah, so there's no reason to be so pent up, is there?"I cast my eyes down, and lowered my he...d so that my hair hung down into my face."No Daddy." That's a girl. Now, be polite to Don."I turned my head towards this man that I had known for so long. I had to force a smile, and I tried to speak but my mind went completely blank. I looked at him, my mouth slightly open, trying to form words. Finally, words came, but for the situation they. ‘Fuck, I own your cunt, Liz, fuck. You make me so fucking hard!’ I snarled. Involuntarily I increased my pace, my body reacting to its own demands, despite my desire to make this moment last. Driven by her willingness and desire, I thrust harder, more forcefully than usual, fucking her deep. She yelped and squealed, I grunted and groaned. My fingers dug deeper into her ass flesh as my muscles contracted in delight. She was moaning louder now, her sounds prickling my libido, deepening my desire. I heard Sandra sit back down in her chair. The uncontrolled weeping was almost music to my ears.20 minutes or so later, the bell rung again. I made no move to answer it. I heard her stand and drag herself to it.“Father Mike! I don’t…”“Sandra White, I here to inform you that effective immediately you are banned from all parish activities including confession! Based on everything I know, I will be meeting with the archbishop to move forward with a bull of excommunication!”“NOOOOOOOOO…”Father Mike. Caution is something we all need, but no-one needs fear in their life." But how are children to learn, be corrected?" Secoweya asked."Listen," Moira Lys replied, grinning. "Kids copy what their parents do until they become little arseholes. They then do all the wrong things until they discover the adults were right after all. It's been pretty much the way of things for generations. No amount of 'correction' makes a blind bit of difference. Kids break the rules, and as adults, we can only hope.