“I just want to touch”, he told me. Well that was better than nothing, so we began some serious hand action. I was allowed to suck on his juicy ni...ples, so I took advantage of that opportunity. He indicated that he was married, so he didn’t want to go any further, no matter how much I wanted to. Curiously, he admitted to being a bottom and as I reached for his ass, there was no resistance. When I found a seriously prepped and lubed ass, I pushed my middle finger in as far as it would go. He. She looked up at me and in a throaty whispered told me to come closer. I crawled onto the bed next to her. She watched as I knelt beside her. I lookeddown at her body as she fucked herself faster and faster. My hand matching pace as I continued stroking my own cock. “I want you to cum for me, I want to feel your hot cum on my tits.”I wanted more, but knew I had to behave, I would settle for watching her fuck herself, while I jacked off over her. She cried out that she was cumming and I. It was extremelyunsettling seeing how much thigh he was showing, as the black thighhigh stockings stretched barely over his knees but he did realize whyhe needed the pleats, as any little buldge he may have had wasn'tshowing. His skirt was grey and white plaid, with some thin lavenderstriping mixed in, and had full frontal pleats but did appear fairlyshort. Above it, he was in a tapered short sleeved light coloredlavender blouse, which was buttoned up just covering his naval, as italmost. It had been over forty fiveminutes, the clock in front of her slowly ticking off the time. Father Johnhad placed her on the desk, making her slide back. She was leaning back,her arms outstretched behind her keeping her upright. He had her open herlegs, first her right one, opening it all the way until it hung over theside edge of the desk. “Very good Sally,now I’m going to place a cross in the hole in the desk. I want yourleg on the outside of it. Don’t touch it with your leg. If you touchthe.