”“Has she said anything about it?”“Not to me. Maybe to Leila, but I don’t know and that’s between them, anyway. The way we live our lives ...sn’t for everyone. Heck, you know that crap we’re going through because of that one customer in Cicero.”“But you said Father Basil was understanding.”I chuckled, “Yes, to a point. The end game for him still has to be me being married just to one of you and completely monogamous. The church doesn’t have any other options. I actually checked into what they do. I never hide my hickeys. I wiggle around a little, so that his hips are between my thighs. Just a gentle reminder of my absolute and relentless need. ‘I get it, cutie.’ He laughs. When he pushes into me, he’s not laughing anymore. What was so airy and teasing in him two seconds ago is now very driven, almost animalistic. It’s only like this outdoors, at night. It’s so raw and earthy, I can’t help but be a little louder than usual. It’s freeing. ‘The grass brings out your eyes. I love you all. "If you are a catholic, you go to church and confess your sins, what you are really doing is giving the father a certain amount of control over you. Today people are more inclined to think for themselves, but in earlier days the priest was usually the only 'educated' person in the area. He wrote letters for your family to send to relatives, he read the replies and in both cases put his own interpretation into the correspondence. You confessed your sins and he could, if need be blackmail you. My wife assures her it’s alright and gently pushes her back to a laying position. She then motions to me to continue. Obviously I obliged, and started to slowly slide in and out this new pussy, allowing her to adjust to the size of my cock. While I’m doing this my wife gets up, turns around and lies back on top of other woman and immediately begins to passionately kiss her with an intensity I have never seen before. Obviously, she is as turned on as I am.After slowly sliding in and out of the.