Will't please you sit and look at her? I said"Fr? Pandolf" by design, for never readStrangers like you that pictured countenance,The depth and passion...of its earnest glance,But to myself they turned (since none puts byThe curtain I have drawn for you, but I)And seemed as they would ask me, if they durst,How such a glance came there; so, not the firstAre you to turn and ask thus. Sir, 'twas notHer husband's presence only, called that spotOf joy into the Duchess' cheek: perhapsFr? Pandolf chanced. You barely pay attention and when you do, you are rude and patronising.” He spoke whilst walking towards the door, closing it and pulling the blind down in one swift movement. “You do not apply yourself to the mathematics yet you think Daddy will pay your way through life! You are a spoilt brat who needs to learn a hard lesson.” He strode towards me, ripped me up off the chair by my arm and bent me over his desk. “Please Mr Carlo, what are you doing? Please stop!” “Cara, you know you have to. I remained motionless for a few seconds, and then pulled out again, watching her asshole contract.And then back in again, moving quickly again all the way in. She moaned again.I slapped her ass. She moaned again.I fucked her ass again. She moaned.I started moving in and out, slow short movements at first, gradually increasing pace and length until I was pumping her ass rapidly, moving my cock from tip to base and back again like an engine. I felt it harden, I felt my excitement building up. I. Keep my cock in your fuckin mouth.”A few minutes later, mom’s jaw was getting sore from the thickness of the cock and her saree was already stained with saliva and precum.Mom heard the muscular priest bellow as he began discharging his nigger cum inside her. As she opened her mouth, she felt endless gobs of cum filling her mouth and going through her throat to her stomach. The priest’s biceps flexed as he kept injecting mom with his cum.As he filled mom’s stomach, she couldn’t take anymore cum.