Despite its insane fame and notoriety, they keep their prices average and meager. It's said that they make enough money from the never-ending list of ...ustomers, as well as from generous donations from rich benefactors who happen to be in love with the food, and that they don't wish for it to be an experience merely for the rich to enjoy. A noble ideology, to be sure. It's said the head chef believes that ALL should be able to taste the fine delicacies that emerge from his legendary. My shorts had barely hit the floor when Jessie wrapped her hands around my prick. She saw how wet the tip was and smiled up at me. "Was your penis crying to be let out too?" "It sure was, honey. It wants your hands and mouth to show how much you love it." Jessie said, "I do love it, Daddy."She leaned forward and touched her mouth to the gleaming crest.Her lips slipped all around the slick head of my cock and then I felt Jessie's tongue licking up the moisture. "Mmm, that tastes good." Jessie. I felt his tongue slide across my butt hole, probe wetly for a few seconds, and then he gave my pussy his undivided attention.Sometimes it was his tongue and sometimes it was his finger, and for the next hour or so my pussy was almost always full of something. In between tonguing me he'd suck gently on my clit, which caused my ass to come right up off the bed. God, did that feel good! Not better or worse than Kim, just different. His hands massaged my boobs when they weren't busy elsewhere, and. " There was a raw sense of hesitancy clearly conveyed in KarenMiller's voice. "To make a long story short, Father, I think I'm pregnant." "Oh. All right." Father Dan, feeling like he knew where this was going,found himself riddled with trepidation. "So, you think you might be pregnant,"he tactfully prompted. "Yes, Father... I mean, while I haven't as yet done a pregnancy test on myselfbecause I'm pretty much tapped out right now, I think it's a safe bet than whenI do, it'll show that I am.