I could see some similarities with me. The hair was the most striking. It came halfway down her back, clean and silky. Someone had recently spent a lo... of time on it. It was a beautiful, light blond, just like mine used to be before it started getting darker. I thought back to a time when I was her age, maybe a little older. Every once in a while, usually on a Saturday, we'd have a Daddy / daughter day. Maybe a trip to the park where he'd push me on the swings, threatening to push me over the. And when it became obvious I wasn't going to say anything she added, "I'd need this. Please?"I immediately looked her in the eyes. "Why? Why exactly do you need this? Can you tell me?"She thought a moment then looking away as if ashamed she mouthed the word, "No."I sat down next to her on the bed and covered her back up. I gently put my hand on the side of her face, and rubbed her cheek with my thumb and asked, "Does this have anything to do with the fact you saw your Dad today? Did it scare. I asked what do you mean? She said, two hungry wet pussies are waiting for your hard cock to bang them. I said why not. She held me by my dick and toook me to the guest room. I saw that my wife’s friend was lying on the bed with her legs open and fingering herself. She seemed lost in the pleasure her finger was giving her. My wife looked at me and whispered, jump in. I moved slowly towards her friend.Her eyes were closed and she was moaning gently. I reached between her legs and smelled her. It was not unexpected if they even had been drilled in the testing methods of the tryouts. ‘They passed, too’. Sioul and Els, the two other underdogs ... if one will bother to look at Sister Mafita’s face; he or she will find satisfaction reflecting back from her black eyes.“His grace Archbishop Silternja was really impressed by your performance and sees you all as honorary members of the church, if not official members”. Sister Juliet said with a proud smile for being Archbishop Silternja’s.