I smacked her ass and she moaned yeiiiii…. She liked it and I gave another one rock hard.She was in pain and to relieve her I kissed her massaged ov...r her ass. I pushed her onto the couch and removed my shirt and she pulled my shorts down. Her hair was tied in a bun, and she asked if she could give a blowjob as she never gets a chance to blow her. I agreed and I held her bun and pushed her and was gagging her and she liked that.I wasn’t going to cum and she was getting tired of blowing me. I. I hadn't had a full erection up to this point. While there was a definite thickening when I felt Mom's silk panties, it wasn't a hard erection. And that also surprised me. Perhaps it was that I was on a journey, so the urgency wasn't there, or perhaps it was because I knew where the destination was. Oh. There was a definite twitch!Hopping out of the car, I opened the passenger door, offering Mom my hand to help her out. With her hand in mine, I led her up to the front door, paused, looked down. I thought about leaving there and then, but instead made myself a Bourbon and coke; and against my better judgement I reached for the lube. I smirked and rolled another condom on my hardening cock and smeared lube on it.I forced her on her back and on her bed; I then position her legs onto my shoulders and slid my cock back inside her now compliant asshole.She grimaced and groaned, as I leaned right into her and fucked her ass; hard.“Go on, give it to me.” She growled.I did, and just before I. The priest, Father Aloysius McGraw, brought her to the church on the pretense of hearing her confession. But his real purpose was to rape her. After the fact, her analytical, logical mind acknowledged the power of sex to enflame both men and women. After having been blindsided she recognized that she had to figure out ways to use this power for her ends. The priest didn’t fuck her, but he did make her suck his cock. His Vincent DeLucca fucked her and made her suck his cock as well.She had to.