. 'Right here?'. He parted her slick flesh and touched her there. She was incredibly wet and he wanted to put more than his fingers there. 'Yes' she m...aned, her breathing was rapid and her hands clung to his shoulders. He fingered her softly and first and his rythym quickened as her moans got louder. He wrapped an arm around her waist to keep her from falling as a powerful orgasm buckled her at the knees and his fingers touched and stroked and felt the pleasure in his hand. He kissed the side. "I can ride you on top if you want to," she said nonchalantly. "But I think it might be better if you did it yourself, so you'll get used to it, or what do you think?" she asked with a questioning look."I... ah – um -er – all right," I blurted."Good boy," mom smiled and got up. I watched and sweated cold as my mother slid her fingers under the waistline of her panties started slowly taking them off, my gaze nervously alternated from her face and the adorable view that was being revealed."It's. His cock throbbed in his boxers. Her hand rubbed at them as she leaned over, trapping his hand between her thighs. The priest leaned back in his seat, trembling in anticipation of the girl's mouth on his cock.“That's it, slut,” he growled as her fingers pulled down the waistband of his boxers. His dick popped out, waving before her lips.“Such a bad priest,” Hope purred. “You should be a shamed of yourself, making a sweet, innocent girl suck your cock.”“You are no innocent,” Father Augustine. He was the man from the photo, only once again, she noticed that he looked older than he had in the picture. He smiled at Sarah before bending to kiss her mother. ‘Hello, my beauties. Did you have a nice day?’ ‘Yes, Papa. I’m making a new dress. Mama bought the fabric for me today. See.’ Sarah held up the dress she was making, excited to show him what she had done so far. ‘That’s lovely, Sarah.’ He gave her a wink and grinned. ‘Now, be a good daughter and give me a few minutes alone with your.