As this progressed, I took a chance and pushed my hands all the way up - brushing against her cunnie. She didn't react, so I figured I was home free. ...oon, I focused my massage on the very upper portion of her thigh. My hands were now concentrated on the injury - and her cunnie. She was now responding with a bit of moaning. "Michelle, how's that feel?" She replied, with a sigh, "Mmmmm. That's great! Don't stop!" I parted her thighs a bit more, and "The Promised Land" was fully exposed. I nudged. We both got naked. He lay on his bed and asked me to join him. My eyes adjusted to the almost dark room, and I crawled towards him. I was making my way towards his face to kiss him.But he stopped me and told me to suck his cock by turning my face towards his cock. I felt bad for a second, but it disappeared when I saw his cock. It was the same big juicy cock I saw in the picture. I jumped on it like a cock hungry bitch.I took hold of his cock at the base with one hand and slowly slid my mouth. Teasing myself. Knowing that it’ll be better next time. I’m stroking his balls. Wanking his cock, which is slippery with my saliva. “Miss, I’m going to…” he says. I take his cock into my mouth and work it. My body is vibrating as my hand buzzes between my legs. I’m going to do it this time. My every nerve fires in ecstasy as I imagine Joe pumping his seed into my mouth. My body writhes uncontrollably. My hips working back and forth. Fuck!! So fucking good. I throw the sheets back, recovering.. His hands grabbed her legs on each side of her exposedgroin, his fingers resting tightly against her pussy lips, pushing down ontothe virgin flesh. “FatherJohn, it’s time, I’ve finished the hour, please let me up.” FatherJohn looked at the clock, she was correct, the hour was up. He moved outfrom beneath her legs, pulling the crosses from the corner of the desk. Sallyclosed her legs as soon as she saw the crosses removed, sitting up quickly. “Sally,pull down your skirt!” Father John.