It felt a lot like when she kissed me there last night, and I liked that. A bunch! Mommy told me that tonight she was going to show me how Daddy make... her happy. How an adult man like my own hero Daddy makes a grown woman like Mommy happy. Honestly, Diary, I couldn’t pay one bit of attention in fifth-hour algebra. Those x’s and y’s didn’t mean one thing to me because I was watching Daddy’s hand beat his meat and that white come spurt out of his penis. I was wondering what that little sack. .." She licked her lips. "I don't know what is going on. I shouldn't ... my daughter is missing ... but..." Her hand trembled as she reached out and squeezed his bulge through his cassock. "I can't ... fight this. I ... I am a whore. It's like my body has betrayed me. I'm so wet. So hot. Father, please forgive me."Her hands pulled up his cassock. She licked her lips, her blue eyes lidded with her passion. For a moment, Father Augustine imagined her youthful daughter kneeling beside her mother,. Even I chuckled. "We decided that in honor of the birth of our nation, we'd do things the American way. Cold Hard Cash."He took a deep breath and continued his spiel. "During each group's performance, members of our high school sports teams will be circulating with donation cans. If you hate the music, drop in a dollar, if you love it, drop in a twenty. Or any amount in between. Cash, checks, money orders, the deed to your grandfather's silver mine, we take it all. If you want to donate by. The excitement was back. From that point on, I had never been more erect in my life and the feel of his rough hands rolling around my foreskin made me want to scream in delight.We got to the country lane and he turned off the engine. He leaned over and started kissing me. I thought I wasn't ready for kissing but I went with it as I was so turned on. His fingers were running around the head of my cock with my balls cupped in his other hand.He asked if I had ever had someone touch my asshole.