But those smooth, tightglobes already have my big dong rising once again. Now Fr. Joe knows that he too is a sinner, is in not exemptfrom...just punishment. I pick up the plain wooden cross from its desktopholder and brush aside Fr. Joe's black shirttails. My one arm encircling hisnarrow waist to hold him firmly in place, I start paddling Fr. Joe's palelittle rump with the wooden cross. His small buns quiver and bounce with eachstinging blow of the wooden cross. He mutters in Latin,. Emboldened by the fact that they were now alone behind closed doors, he wasted no time in slipping his hands up under the hem of her dress, marvelling at how smooth her legs felt. She started to nibble on his bottom lip as she started to remove his clothes. For a moment, he was embarrassed at the thought of being naked in front of such a beauty, but it was quickly swamped by desire.By the time she had manoeuvred him into her bedroom, all he was wearing was his underpants, and they were on the. . Kartik: (hugging her) what would have happened if you wouldn’t have been there…Neha: Don’t get too emotional baby… Now listen my hubby is coming in 1 week… So every night you have to come to me too till then… I am going to miss you… He will be for one week here… Kartik felt like disaster hearing that…He started to have thoughts like what if I killed her hubby… But after a while he felt that highly impractical… Neha had to go to work so he kissed her goodbye and made a decision to workout. I stopped stroking his long cock, in order to tug at his hoody, a signal to say remove. He did. And surprisingly he had an ok body, very hairy, slim but some how athletic, he had kept an outline of a six pack, not developed but with time he could have an amazing body. I instantly dropped my mouth to his hairy nipples and sucked on them. He moaned at this, so like the good host I am I kept doing this. My hand moved back down to his cock to stroke. He arched his bum of the bed and tucked at his.