Clara wondered if it might show on her face afterwards. God forbid she went to church with a roughly fucked looking mouth. Mmmmmm. Choke on it bitch. ...hoke on my fat cock. You fucking like that dont you? Yes, Father. I do. She really meant it. Ohhhh fuck. Oh. The Priest pulled out of her mouth. Clara watched as his cock twitched. He rested above her for a moment before clambering off the table and straightening himself out. Time for the belt now Clara. Its fitted with a vibrating device for. She really is quite the knock-out."Saturday evening finally came. Maurice was both excited about the weekend but at the same time he dreaded the outcome. He had heard about other couples who were invited to the Ross mansion out in the country. "Were the stories true?" Maurice wondered. The image of the very lovely Mrs. Jim Ross stuck in his mind all week and was the source of his seemingly constant erection.Miriam looked as stunning as she did the previous Saturday evening. Maurice wore a suit. Slurping sounds and low moans, two voices moaning, one in a hushed and husky way, and the other as if the lips were pursed, or... maybe filled? One dude was sucking off the other one! The room was dark so I couldn't see which was which, but there was no mistaking the sounds! The moans came closer and more intense, the slurping sounds too, then came a few "Oh yeah's", and next a hoarse whisper from D---'s voice saying, "Damn right, and you owe me for that bitch!"That didn't tell me which had. What the fuck is “she” doing I thought to myself, and I found myself opening and closing my knees like I was trying to fly, lol, as his finger went into my damp cunt .We pulled into the parking lot by Lovers lane , he lent over and put the fingers he had put in my cunt against my mouth, “suck” he said ” clean my fingers” and he pushed two into my mouth and I began to suck them running my tongue on the top and bottom of his fingers tasting my cunt juice for the first time in a long time.As we.