So anyway she comes into the confession box, and I'm sitting there holding my fucking breath trying to fucking move an inch or she's going to freak th... fuck out and I'm going to be expelled for fucking sure. But my dick is harder than multi-variable calculus and it's starting to ooze out the tip and I'm like fuuuuuuuuuuuuck I'm going to have bust this nut any second there's no stopping it! So I do the only thing I can think of in that moment, and just start coughing like a fucking mad man. I am. Entranced, Sean stepped forward to kiss her, but the odor of garlic forced her back. Hurt by her reaction, he said, “Ing mung mim, awww.”“It is too strong,” Suzie said near tears.Sean thought about what Mr. Booker had suggested about sweating the garlic from his system. Despite that fact that he didn’t really like the idea of visiting Coach Slaughter, he was beginning to get desperate. He said, “I go slaughter and sweat.”“Huh?” Suzie asked.“Coach Slaughter sweat, I go.”“What are you going to do. ‘Mmm that’s yummy. Should we get it?’ Her back side looked yummy. ‘Well hi!’ I said. She stiffened up before slowly turning, once she saw me she visibly relaxed. What a weird reaction. ‘Oh Andy! Hi! What are you doing here?’ She stood up handing the leaf to the baby who sniffed it vigorously. ‘Buying something for my girl. Are you babysitting?’ ‘No, this is my daughter Jewlie. We’re looking for a something to liven up our rooms.’ Daughter? I thought she was kidding when she said she had a kid. He bent her over the bed. Blindfold still in place. Face down, her toes almost touching the floor. He took in the sight of her arse. It was a thing of beauty. Bending down, he spread her cheeks and breathed in deeply before rimming her hole. His tongue drove into her anus, probing her, he pushed it deep inside her. She squirmed and wriggled in response. She enjoyed his attention. Enjoyed her arousal building up again. He pushed his fingers into her cunt, slow and deep, feeling her warmth before.