Suddenly, myoverloaded balls explode, and as Fr. Joe continues to spank my blazing ass, Ihump his lap madly, my huge dong spewing out hot, thick gobs ...f Catholic cumall over Fr. Joe's black trousers. When Fr. Joe is convinced I have beenpurged of evil, he allows me to get up, and then I have to kneel before him,and clean the thicky, sticky jizz from his stained trousers. Fr. Joe alwaysenjoys this a great deal, as do I. Now I stand up, and Fr.Joe and I hug one another tightly,. Hey, don't lookbut there's a guy tracking you honey, cute but a little too much facialhair."I listened and didn't shift. "Why do you say it's me he's interested inrather than yourself?"She'd turned toward me. "You're kidding right? I'm looking at him andcan see where is eyes are targeted. Your turn Babe."The stall was empty. I sat to pee for the first time in a public room. Iwondered about the seat. The office restroom was only used by the girls.Negotiating the double thong was tricky but the. Not knowing what to do with my now free hands I grabbed frantically at my heaving breasts in search of a nipple to pinch. Mr. Anderson refused to release the fistful of my hair in his left hand. If my eyes hadn't been closed I would have been looking right at the antique ceiling fan. My pussy contracted violently on Mr. Andersons thick thumb as he continued to rub my flooding insides. I could hear my pussy spluttering as it squeezed his manly poker. And then I came all over his hand; pussy. He also became aware that she was not only moving her knee up and down, she was rotating her hips and pressing her crotch into his hip. Joe reached down and grasped her bent leg behind the knee. Each time she moved her knee up, he tilted his hip up into her crotch and pulled her leg across, causing her to press harder and roll across his hip bone. Soon, her movements became more urgent, and she rocked her crotch faster and faster into his hip."Oh, oh, ohhhhh..." she cried out, quietly at first,.