I was enjoying sucking his cock. It was making me hornier by the minute.“You’re good at this buddy. Fucking hell!”The guy was enjoying what I ...as doing to him. I knew what I liked when I got my dick sucked. I fed his cock deeper and deeper in my mouth. His cock tasted like sweat and I could taste his pre-cum that was dripping out of his head. It tasted very salty and sweat like. I continued to bring more and more down my throat.I lightly squeezed his balls which made him moan. I knew he. John assured him that his presence would be missed, but they would get by.They had hardly gotten into Mexico when they saw a plume of smoke off in the distance. This might be some of their business, or it might just be somebody who needed help. Whatever the reason, they felt compelled to investigate. They rode toward the smoke as fast as their horses could safely carry them and arrived to see the aftermath of a major Indian raid. The signs all said "Yaqui," so this was definitely their. I bet you want to.”Fred’s face was crimson with embarrassment, as he had not expected anyone to take him-seriously, when he said he would suck off the hottie’s hubby. But here he was, virtually drooling at the sight of the Parish Priest’s huge cock.Later in the locker room, everyone had dressed and left but Father McNamara and Fred.“Fred, I realize the embarrassment you were feeling, when the guys kiddingly suggested you suck my cock, but I sensed an urgency on your part during the ordeal. And. ‘stop,’ he says. I comply. I walk out of my thong and his eyes fall on my vagina. I take his shirt off and whats left of his bottoms. ‘Lay down,’ I command. He does as told. I stare at him laying naked, eager for me. I feel such a power rush. I climb on top of him and he attempts to enter me right away, but I push him away. ‘Not yet, wait.’ I can hear him whine a little. I let his penis feel me, my wetness, slightly letting the tip enter me, but then I pull away. I do this a few times until I.