The door was open but the room was dark and I couldn’t be seen. As mom topped the stairs I noticed she was wearing a hot pink satin chemise that end...d about 4 inches below her huge round ass. Something I’ve never seen her wear nor did I know she even owned it. Even though I had seen her in less, I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. I never got out of the recliner after watching a movie, so mom would have never expected me to be in the bonus room. Especially since my bedroom door was closed.. I started carassing her skin slowly sliding to her breasts, squeezing them and the nipples. Her nipples were hard and she gasped quietly. Her nipples were perfectly shaped, taking one in my mouth I started to gently lick it first, then harder, pulling the entire nipple in with my mouth and pressing around the tip with my tongue. Deborah was whimpering then moaning louder, I worked my way down to her thighs. I started carassing her thighs, my hands sliding up under her tight skirt, sliding my. But it wasn’t thunder. It was the flapping of wings. Thousands of them. Millions of them. The birds flew overhead, cawing and screeching, moving in one direction, and at an incredible pace. “Brandon, did you make those?” I asked, trying to keep the concern from my words. “No.” Brandon said in a hushed voice. He was shaking. “What?” I asked, “Brandon, what…” then I saw it. The sapphire that lit up the distant clouds was brighter than ever, creating silhouettes of the stone towers before it.. . , the priest thought to himself as a light musky scent reached his nostrils.He hardly heard the ritual words that preceded her confession, and even then the murmured words of penitence at her liaisons with other men at her husband's instigation hardly seemed to register on the priest's thoughts."You disgusting slut," the priest muttered to himself, but not having his mind on the job, the words came out quite audibly.There was a slight pause the other side of the screen, then the woman's soft.