.. I know, it sucks." [here he winked at me] "Right. Sure, you get dinner on your own, I think that's best. See you late, then ... Okay ... Love ya. B...e."John hung up the phone and looked at me. "Let's go shopping," he said, simply."Shopping?" Of course! There are some things I want you to get." Like what?" Oh, you know, clothes." Uh ... I don't know. I don't think this is such a good idea." I'll take you out to dinner too. Maybe ... Metropolitan?"My eyes flew open. "Metropolitan? Me?" Sure,. Grabbing her wrists in one hand, he pushed her back down and set to work. The taste of her exploded in his mouth as her flesh grew wet with arousal. She stiffened and cried out when he pushed two fingers into her slippery channel, curving them upward to rub at the place the whore had shown him. Her flesh clenched down on his fingers and he sucked her clitoris into his mouth, dragging her orgasm from her with his hand. He gentled her from the peak with soft licks and kisses, her sweet taste. Faye giggles as she stands in front of her son. “You certainly seem pleased to see me like this,” she purrs, stroking his chest. “I only got to feel that for a brief moment yesterday, but this morning I want to see your big dick in all its glory.” With that, she strips Alan’s boxers off so quickly that he barely registers the action.The boy cannot believe it. He is standing absolutely naked in front of his mother. She hasn’t seen him this naked since he was way younger. He looks down—yes, down.. ”Father Anthony raises his hand once again and…Slap. “Oh, Yes!” Margo cries out as her finger rubs her clit.Slap. “Harder!” Margo cries out as her finger slides along her wet slit.Slap. “Mmm, yes!” Margo moans out while shoving her finger deep into her sopping wet honey pot.Slap, slap, slap.With the last of the spanking, Margo cries out, ”I’m cumming!Margo’s sweet honey drips from her honey pot, leaving a puddle on the floor.When the priest finishes, his hands gently rub the pink flesh and he.