"How do you like it, "sissy boy?" he kept asking me again and again.It was obvious he was making reference to the way the cops were calling me that ni...ht. After another slap with the paddle the pain was so hard I lost consciousness.After I woke up, I realized I was still hanging from the rope. My ass was numb and there he was watching me."Don't worry Nancy, no more physical punishment. I think you learned your lesson, don't you, sweetie? From now on, you are going to become my full time. Starting at the top, he slides his tongue down and leaves a wet trail behind. Reaching Margo’s rose bud, the priest lightly swirls his tongue around the opening and continues down to the perineum. Father Anthony then moves slowly back to the top of her crack.“Mmmm, do it Father, do it,” Margo pleads as her finger plunges in, then out of her pussy.Father Anthony ignores Margo’s plea and gently blows his warm breath on the skin around Margo’s anus, both in a clockwise and counterclockwise. I sat back on the couch directly behind her with my cock pointing in the air. I grabbed her hips and guided her to sit down on my lap. I opened my legs and she scooted her ass down towards my cock. I stared at her beautiful round pale ass as she bent over and grabbed the base of my cock. I had no idea what her and her husband were talking about, but it didn't stop her from lowering herself onto my hard shaft. I wasn't sure if she was just going to sit and grind against me or if this was. The task didn’t take long seeing as she usually picked up behind herself on a daily basis. She vacuumed, dusted, washed clothes, and polished the furniture. She cleaned the windows and the bathrooms and then deciding that everything was pretty much as clean as it was going to get, she left for the grocery store. By the time noon came around, she was back home and sitting on her couch with a glass of tea and a book. She’d just began reading when the phone rang and she stood up to go answer it..