Only ye can pull the sins from yer own soul. Are ye ready for 't?" Jamie nodded. "D'en, confess t' me ye shall, Jamie. Kneel here and tell 't all t' m..., boy."Jamie sank to his knees alongside the hospital bed of his old mentor. He was barely able to see over the rails of the hospital bed. He did tell him all, whether he was sure that it was a sin or not. It was his story since he left the priesthood nine months earlier. He confessed his acts of commission, and omission, too. At first his knees. He asked if I liked it. I answered, "Not really," and he spanked me again. He asked me if I liked his playroom and struck me again. I said, "Yes," and he spanked me again and asked if I loved sex. I said, "Yes," and again he spanked me. He put two fingers inside me and said, "It looks like somebody is turned on." He spanked me again, this time harder, and I cried out. He said, “You want me to fuck you, don't you?” and his hand came down again. I cried out, “Yes, I want you to fuck me.” He. I went to my table, and she went back to her stool at the bar and struck up a conversation with Bill, the bartender. Not fifteen minutes later, she was approached by a man in his thirties. I watched Jenny charm him and touch him on the arm as she laughed at his comments. There was some serious talk, and I saw Jenny shake her head no. The guy said a few more words, and Jenny nodded yes, and they left.I got a call that they were headed to our apartment. I called Ted and alerted him. I waited ten. The anticipation was the worst part as I watched her draw back and come up between my legs. She applied a dozen sharp strokes to the center of my sex. By the time she finished, I was on my knees, numb between my legs.Helen stepped forward and I looked into her shaved sex. A gentle pressure on the back of my head told me my next move. I pressed my face into her loins and slavishly used my tongue, tasting my first pussy. She stood casually and said, "Right now, your husband is balling Cassandra.