"The priest was unmoved by this argument."Remove your underwear."She didn't move."Come on," he snapped, "Caning is always on the bare bottom, isn't it..." I don't ... don't know," she started sobbing quietly, "I was never caned." Well it is," he declared, "or are you going to argue about that as well?"Very reluctantly she lifted her skirt and gripped the waist band of her underwear. As her knickers were slowly, and very reluctantly pushed down her long pale thighs a sweet little mound covered in. Kayla asked "could you bring the chair up so I can watch?" I did so and the chair back slowly came up so her eyes could see me dickhead penetrate her tight, sweaty smelly hole. My head popped in and kayla leaned her head back against the headrest and moaned in absolute ecstacy. This turned me on greatly and pushed me to continue putting my dick all the way up her butt. Inch by inch I creep into her butt. A little fast for her at first because I hadn't figured out I wasn't supposed to go in. I was totally free when she was away traveling or skiing or on some yacht, sometimes for weeks at a time.Long before I showed up, she had decided she didn’t need any more DUIs and hired a driver. When she realized the limo could be a portable motel room, she bought this one. Older and too small for groups, it was perfect for a quick fuck at an event or on the way from one party to another. She could get laid, drunk, high, or some combination and know that she was safe and would make it home—if. This produces even more pre-cum to leak out. Her full lips wrap around the head of my cock and I feel her sucking hard to get the bitter sweet nectar out of me. She lets her teeth like drag on my cock as she slowly move her head up and down on me. Releasing my cock from her mouth she move to my shaved scrotum, licking my balls and gently pulling them into her mouth while she strokes my slippery shaft. My testicles twitch in anticipation and we both know my orgasm is getting closer. She switches.