He began to stroke my anus with his finger.I groaned again. "If you don't stop I'm gonna cum," I gasped, feeling that telltale tingling in my balls.Su...denly, I felt his finger slide into my arse, he squeezed my balls. I grabbed the back of his head. My cock jerked and I felt a thick string of cum about to jet out."Fuck, I cumming," I warned, as I started to fill his mouth. My cock just kept jerking out cum, three, four, five times. It felt amazing.Paul slid his finger from me and let my cock. Almost trance like, her lips parted allowing Mr Jones’s tongue to explore her mouth. She could feel hot breath between her legs. A warm wet tongue brushed the tops of her legs, and the found her wetness. Hot wet lips encased her mound and the soft motion of tongue on her clitoris hood was exquisite. She opened her legs and arched her back allowing a dirty old man greater access to her cunt. She wasn’t sure if it was her or the room had actually gone quieter as she was being so expertly eaten. “Harder, harder,” she was calling out. “What’s that baby?” “Harder Charles,” she called out. “Please fuck me harder.” Sean had not heard this on honeymoon when he had watched them. He had not heard her talk this way before. Now he knew why she had made him sleep at the end of the corridor in a bedroom too far away to listen in. Suddenly there was a loud cry from her and an increase of the creaking sounds from the bed. “This what you want baby? This the fucking you want?” Ginny was. Amen."The knowledge of the orgasmic power that rested beneath the priest's chair was enough to make her voice shake as she continued. "Bless me, Father, for I have sinned. It has been three years since my last confession."Lizzie's voice cracked at her last word and she fell silent. Remote in her hand, she felt her thumb hover over the trigger mechanism for the first setting. But she wouldn't press it yet. She wanted to wait for the right moment."What sins have you to confess, child?" Father.