"I ... can't take the sacraments," Stephaniebawled. "And my parents don't know." Don't you do like some confession forgiveness thing?" Tommi blurted....he priest smiled sadly at Tommi. "I take it you aren't Catholic?" No." It doesn't work that way," he explained patiently."I'm ... excommunicated, aren't I?" Steph asked through her sobbing."I'll never be able to take the sacraments again, will I?"Father Bill sighed. "Abortion is a mortal sin," he said, not mincing hiswords. He glanced at. He began to dress in his wife' underwear, stockings, and heels and masturbate while looking at some nude photos of his lovely Carol he had scanned on the computer. He imagined fucking her dead body.That helped to release the tension inside him, but one day his daughter Abbie (who had just turned 18) walked in unannounced and caught him, she was obviously shocked and concerned but she explained to her at length what he was feeling. She tried to understand but he was afraid he had lost her love. I found her a nightdress an old girlfriend left behind and I laid her on my bed. She was asleep before her head hit the pillow.I climbed it with her. I shut my eyes for a moment and woke up next morning.Damn me if she wasn’t fixing breakfast.“Gee you awake?” she asked, “You never fucked me.” she stated.“I never do on first dates,” I lied.“You fucked that old bitch instead,” she challenged.“She’s an old friend,” I admitted.“That’s real sweet,” she said, “Who was the big black guy.”“Er which. As I was about to cum, I withdrew.I picked her up in my arms, and threw her on my sofa. I went straight inside her skirt, and tried to remove the underwear. Finding it difficult to do, and having lack of patience, I tore her undie, and started licking her cunt. I put my tongue in and out of it , sucking it again and again. Anushree was moaning, like I had never seen her moan.After some time, I took my shaft to her hole, and slid it gently inside fucked. As I started, she shouted ‘harder!’ I.