" Good!" exclaimed the youngster. "I'm ready whenever you are."Scrambling up onto her hands and knees, the beautiful young girl began waving her soft,...bare ass around in the air as the reverend knelt behind her."Be gentle," she whispered back over her shoulder, feeling him resting the long, thick underside of his throbbing cock-shaft between the fleshy cheeks of her deliciously warm little ass.Wanting to reassure her, he reached around and gently cupped a tit in each hand."Oooooh, yes," she. "How's school going?'"Great. Great classes this year." Skating going good? Getting ready for Regionals?" Yeah. Oh, that reminds me. Dad wants to come." Do you want him to?" Yeah." Sophia looked at her mother. "But only if you don't mind." If you want him there, honey, than I don't mind. You are the one competing, not me."Sophia thought for a minute. "Does it bother you, Mom? That he's back in my life?" A little. But not that much, or I wouldn't have brought him in the house in the first place.. Soundly spanked. Eeek!’ The last sound resulted from the first spank. My hand made contact with a sharp smack, her gorgeous bottom juddered, and a red handprint appeared. ‘Oh, oh, that’s lovely,’ she breathed. ‘But please, not quite so soft next time. I’m not a china doll.’ ‘That you’re not,’ I said, and swung my hand down hard. This time the smack was louder, and Julia’s whole body jerked from the blow. ‘Aaaah! Better, much better,’ she gasped. My hand rose and fell, rose and fell, turning her. Be. It's like your pastor said at Christmas. Let our love shine so brightly and so clearly that they can't help but acknowledge it. City on a hill. Let it speak for itself."Jon scowled. "I still think we'd be better served by just cutting contact with them and calling it quits."It was tempting, true, but really... "Jon, honestly. Could you have done that with your parents?"It was a risky argument, really. Jon had already fought this war against his own parents, turning his mother's head around.