I would be the good wife and he the good husband.We married "In the church", meaning a Catholic wedding and a happy mother. This required my’ non-Ca...holic fiancé, to take Catholic dogma lessons and sign papers raise our offspring in the faith. The civil paperwork was simple, just birth certificates and signatures.The parish priest initially was more difficult. He thought of me as a poor, young, Catholic girl taken advantage of by an older protestant. After the priest knew more about us and our. Her eyes half closed and she moaned ever so slightly and that sound shot straight through me to my balls, which tightened even more. She again took her fingers out of her pussy and put them in her mouth, again licking all that sweet nectar clean and I bit my lip to keep from calling out. She shifted then, placing one of her heeled feet on the little makeup bench beside the sink and thrusting her hips forward opened up those sweet pink pussy lips so I could see the wetness there. She again began. "Hi, my name is Ziggy Zaleski and I'm Naked In School," began the next speaker."Hi, Ziggy," everyone answered."Well, my parents are in, like, a quad marriage? You know, my dads are gay and my moms are lesbian? Well, I want to get this naked business over with, you know? So I've been going naked everywhere, not just at school? So, I'm naked at home, too, right?" We understand," Teah said."Well, I think my dads have been looking at me differently this week, you know?" Ziggy stated, or asked, or. I was frozen in place as she gently touched and caressed me, and was not totally surprised when she became even more brazen with her fondling. I needed the job badly, and I’d been through much worse, so I decided in the moment that I would let this play out.It wasn’t long before she abandoned all subtly and was openly massaging my left tit, occasionally tweaking the nipple, while her right hand was under my dress, rubbing my pussy through my panties, as she continued yammering on about her.