It just doesn't work well for any of us." It wasn't all Emily's fault, Kenny. Joyce and I were both telling her that we'd make things better for her a...ter she came back and got everything worked out with you. We both told her you wanted her back. A lot of what happened was because she was afraid to face you and tell you about that Harold guy, and the possibility that she might be pregnant. She knew you were going to be upset, even after we told her what you told us to tell her. She told me that. This was my Mistress and we both knew it. She was beautiful! She locked my eyes until I faced the ground. She then pushed my head at Her pussy and I was in heaven. The combination of smell and tastes cross wired some nerves in my brain and I knew that no pussy ever tasted that good and no pussy will do so after that. She was totally shaven but to small trimmed line above Her pussy. I opened her pussy with my tongue and slowly made circles around Her clit. She started shivering and moaning and. Things soon degenerated into a double-barrelled lecture about the dangers of river crossings, with both Ian and Sally giving me a stern talking to. I took my lumps as best I could, trying to make light of the situation. Melissa and Rob fighting to keep straight faces really didn’t help. But as always, it was often more expedient to just own the fuck-up and move on. Eventually Ian outlined an elaborate plan to recover the Prado. They would cross the river and head downstream, using their winch. Don’t you agree?”“Well, within reason,” I started to answer, “There are certain rules and expectations to abide by.”“Of course,” she responded, “And certain things are a matter of the heart, beyond theological debate. I’ve seen how you look at me, Father Dominic. I look at you in the same way, and yet you don’t allow yourself to follow your heart.”“I’m a man of the cloth!” I exclaimed, “I cannot transgress the word of the church!”“You mean you cannot show feelings,” she said dryly, taking my.