. intense? Kinky? Wrong? Hot? I really can't describe how it felt. It just felt different this time. There's that. I'm writing this down to get if off...my chest, because it's been bugging me ever since it happened. I don't really know how to put it into words or where to start. It's so difficult, but I'll have to give you some explanation, I suppose. I never told anyone, not even you. Out of fear someone might read you? But this is ridiculous. Neither my parents nor Larissa know that you even. “Mmm, yes!” Margo moans out while shoving her finger deep into her sopping wet honey pot.Slap, slap, slap.With the last of the spanking, Margo cries out, ”I’m cumming!Margo’s sweet honey drips from her honey pot, leaving a puddle on the floor.When the priest finishes, his hands gently rub the pink flesh and he kneels down behind Margo. Leaning closer, Father Anthony inhales deeply, taking in her womanly scent and then kisses Margo’s ass while continuing to gently rub the warm flesh.Father. We managed to be fashionably late because we ended up enjoying a sixty nine on the bathroom floor before we got dressed, she looked absolutely gorgeous in a pink flowery dress cut daringly low to show off her lovely breasts, new shoes with new stockings completed her ensemble, oh and some very sexy new underwear which I promised to take off with my teeth later on!Her mum's house was packed with all of Annie's friends and they all rushed to greet her when we arrived, I've always been quite shy,. The stiff, pretty nipples protruded through the thin material of my tank top, and when I pinched them lightly with my suddenly slim, long-nailed fingers, it sent an electric shock of passion throughout my body. My hands travelled down again, feeling the smallness of my waist and the soft but firm flatness of my woman’s belly. I traced the curve of my round hips and the soft skin of my hairless legs in amazement. As I petted myself, I realized that a moist warmth was building up between my legs.