But I do understand about her wanting variety. Hell, I’m married and I like it too. My hubby is wise enough to understand that so he reaps the benef...ts. So what do you want to do?”“I hadn’t got that far yet. She doesn’t want to change and I don’t want to lose her. That’s why I needed someone to talk to. I thought you might have some answers for me”My sister chugged the rest of her beer, walked to her bedroom door and dropped her robe, fully displaying the body I’d lusted after for years. She. I started to ask Cindy to check and see if her mom was up and about but then thought better of it. After all, she could be lying in a pool of blood in the back and I certainly wouldn't want Cindy to stumble into something like that. I wasn't sure what but something wasn't right. Instead I called out from the living room. "Mrs. Deal, This is Jim Saunders, are you home?" I knew that this would seem foolish if she was home but better sound foolish than have a hysterical teen on my hands. Cindy. “Oh, yes, yes, Mom!” Sky groaned. “What a treat it is to butt-fuck you.”“I bet,” I groaned. “I love your cock in me. It's amazing.”“Uh-huh,” Sky panted. She pumped away faster and harder. She was just such a treat. She buried hard into me. She fucked me with passion. My pussy drank in the heat. My tongue fluttered up and down Georgia's cunt. I lapped at her, reveling in the taste of her pussy cream on my mouth.She groaned, her thighs squeezing about my head. She held me tight as I devoured her. I know while I might have been guilty of sometimes thinking sexually about a few of my parishioners, I have never had such a thought about a child! I also know in my heart of hearts I would have taken action if I realized any of my co-priests were guilty of such actions. No, I'm not saying that to brag about myself. I just know the scandal didn't touch my parish nor any of my co-workers, at least not since I became a priest. I am ashamed to admit one who was here decades before I was on the.