“My pussy is a little bit tender honey” she whispered. I told her it was fine and we should take a break. She seemed disappointed but resigned to ...t. I was glad too as she was wearing me out. I doubted whether I could perform again so soon. We wandered naked in the kitchen. “I need a coffee Terry” she said. I agreed and boiled the jug. I had my back to her but I could feel her eyes on me. “You have a cute bum” she said suddenly. I chuckled and turned around “and I like your bum too honey” I. . Would I ever see him again?Many days and nights were spent thinking about that afternoon, the afternoon of lovemaking and lust...My loneliness grew and masturbation was just placating me, but I needed to touch another and be touched.I had not heard from my boyfriend in months and so I moved on...I wanted to give another blow job.. a really good blow job..I had met other men, but I was not interested in any of themThey did not have my boyfriends touch or smile.One night I was working late and. Anh ... anh," she panted as her fingers moved furiously back and forth over her sleek, hairless pussy which was now very wet and slippery. Her knees began to tremble as she approached her climax and the priest reached up to support her by holding her large buttocks and cupping her firmly projecting breasts."Hanh ... annh ... oohhhh ... ohh ... ohh.," she gasped breathlessly as her loins were washed by the heat of her orgasm and she fell forward so that she was half-lying on his shoulders."Lie. “Winks?” she replied, acting like she didn’t know what I was talking about.“Yes,” I shot back, “Winks.”“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Jennifer shot back.I pulled the SUV into an empty lot and stopped.“OK,” I said, “I know a wink when I see one.”“OK,” Jennifer replied. “I find you attractive. Is that a sin?”“No,” I replied, “but what I am thinking is a sin.”“What are you thinking?” Jennifer pressed.“I am thinking I’d love to have you give me a blow job,” I replied, “but that would be.