But it was Father Dean who aroused the flame within me. I often heard his moans of pleasure coming from the confessional booth as many a widow or negl...cted house wife would pleasure him orally between the confessionals anonymous dividers. They would leave looking sheepish, trying to sneak out un-noticed, embarrassed, wiping their lips & trying to hide the staines on their dresses.Father Dean was in his mid 50's, a thick set man with a wide smile, an irish accent & from the outine in his. .I calmed her down and showed her how to take "hit" on the joint....Soon she was laughing hysterically over everything and i convinced her to have some more Marijuana which she took.At that point I started removing her blouse and gave her a back massage, she lay down on the bed and said that she was enjoying my massage, so I removed her bra and turned her onto her back and started licking and sucking her nipples!When she started breathing slowly deeply and I knew I had her hook line and sinker,. Looking up at the sun, Rob was about to tell her it really wasn't necessary. He bit his tongue when he realized it was an opportunity to get his hands on her sexy body with her little waist and nice tight little ass. He agreed to it, while reaching out for her to give him the lotion. She quickly laid on her tummy and untied the strings to her bikini top to get an even tan. When she did that, Rob was happy that her head was turned the other way. If not she would've easily have seen the tent. “Oh sorry, am I interrupting?” She said.“No of course not, darling, we were just talking. Now come on, if we’re going shopping.”Mike went off to dress, he was coming to make sure we got the right clothes for our forthcoming photo shoots.I applied my makeup, as Suzie sat on the bed.“Mike was hard, and you had your hand on his cock, were you going to give him a blow job Mummy?” She asked.I didn’t reply. I didn’t have too. I stood, and pulled on a pair of jeans, tightened the belt. “You were, you.