The father’s large pink hand print decorated the young Latino’s full tan buttock. Next he moved over to Travis raising his hand again and bringing...it down on his large left buttock stamping milky white flesh. Travis yelled at the stinging in his bottom. Now he too had a large pink hand print on his creamy white bottom that spilled from his little orange Mini Cheek Briefs. The priest stood back to admire his handy art work.Now it was time to get serious. Father Rynski got behind the two and. She moved in jerky little responses, bobbing up and down. She could feel the prick growing bigger and bigger within the grip of her thighs, and she couldn't help wondering how much larger it might grow once she'd taken it up her pussy for some red-hot fucking.Marita wanted more kisses, and Nicole found herself growing happier and happier to give them. Their tongues fought back and forth, dribbling spit from one mouth to the other, and their lips were as wet as the inside of Marita's cunt.. The kind of place that had a jukebox filled with punk and new wave music. There was no dance floor or DJ. The place right next door was a live music club that usually had amateur metal bands or industrial acts--no cover acts playing favorites from the 80s. They served bar food--not tapas or something trendy. So the clients tended to be outsiders--not sorority and fraternity kids looking to hook up. The bartender definitely fit in. She was Korean with long, wavy black hair that had a bright blue. . thanks to Rhea and her lovely, sexy friends flashing their tits and asses right into your face!’’Adam looked at Jennifer’s beautiful naked body then at Rhea’s then said, “No, I guess I should be heading back to my own apartment. I’ve been here nearly a week now. You guys need your space. I’ll see you at work in the morning then I’ll help you sort out our art assignment tomorrow night if that’s OK with you.”“Sure” said Jennifer. “That sounds like a plan. You might like to bring some more pizza.