Father James had a nice cock, it was thick and longish, as many a catholic girl in our town could attest too, was all talked about it and how it felt ...oing in and out and with a secrecy even the the Knights of St Paul would be proud off. Father James had had the 'snip' done, he told each girl that before fucking her in the church itself, on a different pew, each pew had a girls name, he had had so many of us.In my confession, there was a queue of girl behind me and as I whispered my lustful. " So how old are you now, Ricky ... about 8?" ... Mmm ... nearly ... in three weeks time." So how come you're an Arsenal fan ... I am, but I was born not far from here and most of my mates were, and some of my family." ... Hmm ... not sure really! At school some people are Arsenal supporters and some support Tottenham, and a few other teams. I was just more interested in Arsenal." And have you got a favourite player?" ... Well, maybe Jack Wilshere..." Yeah, he's one of my favourites, too!". When Eric and I had sex we connected in ways I didn't feel with any other guy, with the possible exception of Wesley. But this was no time for thoughts of him back in Baton Rouge. Eric was here, I was in his arms, and we were making up for all of those times we'd talked but hadn't been able to do anything.Good sex can be exciting. Fantastic sex can be messy, wild, crazy, and a lot of other things. This was all of that, and more. Clothes and covers got pushed to the floor. The sheets were. I marvelled at the perfection of her shape; her slender legs and her petite arse, framed by the outline of her panties against her tight fitting skirt. Oh how I wished I could have just taken hold of her from behind and let her feel my growing bulge pressing into her rear. Instead I had to suffice with looking as though I was waiting to use the copier, just so I could spend a few more minutes admiring the view of her body.I try to convince myself that Camila knows I'm attracted to her and that.