She hugged me tight as well, using her entire body, clenching me with her arms and squeezing her legs tight. I let her ride out her orgasm, which took...a little over a minute, before loosening my grip. “Do you feel better now?” I asked.She nodded her head on my shoulder. “Your turn,” she said.I put an arm around her lower back then flipped her over so I could be on top of her. She was giggling when she landed on the mattress. My cock never left her succulent pussy. I put my arms under her. Our tongues met as if long-lost cousins, trying desperately to catch up on missed opportunities to meet. I moved my hands from the small of her back down to cup her but. She arched and pushed her hips into me and pressed against my throbbing cock. I pulled her blouse up from under her dress and moved my hands under it to her soft back. Then I pulled her blouse from the front of her dress too and felt her waist and traced the curve up her torso until my thumbs found the bottom of her breasts. I. "You are taking their side in this? You condone my father taking up with that slut?" If that is what makes him happy then yes, I do condone it."Things were cool between them for a couple of days and then Rick got over his funk and things smoothed out.The car poolers did not let her go easily. The four men kept after her and it didn't matter how often or how firmly she said no they still kept trying to get her to get with them. She told them that her husband had gotten suspicious and she wasn't. ." Cock?"I was surprised at the vulgarity being uttered inside the confessional. "Uh yes, around my cock." I see. What do you thinking about when you masturbate?" Ah... about having sex, sex with my mother."There was a sharp intake of air. "I see. Well son you are going to have to come back to my office and discuss this with me personally. Do you know the way?" Yes, I know the way." Good, you go ahead and I'll be right there."I left the confessional and quickly walked back to the priests'.