He added some spit, and worked it around my hole. He played around a little more, then added more spit. He gingerly pushed a finger into me. He fuc...ed his finger in and out several times, then added another finger. After two-finger fucking me for a bit, he added a third finger.I moaned and pushed my ass back to meet his fingers. I heard him unzip his jeans and push them down.He stepped in behind me, added more spit to my ass, and some to his cock. He rubbed his cock around my hole before. “Father,” Samantha said, drawing the priest out of his fantasy. “The cops definitely lost Damien heading into downtown.”The priest groaned and opened his eyes. His hips never stopped fucking his dirty cock in and out of Joy's asshole. “He'll want some place to hold up. Someplace for rent. Check the listings in downtown for spaces to rent. Not apartment buildings. No. He wouldn't want nosy neighbors. And he's a vampire. He'll want access to easy prey. And it won't be a popular place to. It’s ok. Keep going.”Carefully, I sunk in as deep as I could. It felt perfect and comforting. I groaned ohhhhhhhhhh in total pleasure. My pubic mound was pressed fully against her pelvis, as I massaged her hips. And as I slowly pulled back, rippled rings of pleasure massaged my dick purely. My gasps were choppy and I was fighting to not cum. I was too excited. It was a prickling feeling. I pulled out completely, lined up the tip, and pushed in again slowly. I paid attention to Julia’s facial. At first I'd refused, at first I'd said no, but he excitedme and aroused me so much I'd given in and given them to him. I sensedthat he had begun to chat to her, even actually ringing her andtelling her about me.I said before I wasn't gay, it was true, I'd never fancied men, Iloved my wife, yes I'd dressed up in private, but like so many closetdressers, but it didn't involve men. Just my own private fun. That isuntil I started chatting to people on the Internet.I'm a natural submissive, I have.