With my veracity established, the admonishment was my cue to put my fiancé’ into the priest’s good graces. While I admitted my fiancé liked kiss...ng, I confessed truthfully, it was he, not me who drew the sex limitation line before marriage. With the marriage date confirmed, I was okay with his sexual urges but my fiancé’ insisted I remain a virgin until we met on the altar.The priest gobbled it up. He was convinced, I was a good Catholic girl; my fiancé did love me and we were “behaving” before. She nodded. "It's me. Really me." Jennifer!" he shouted, and embraced her tightly, their lips meeting in a long and deep kiss. When they finally parted, he asked, "What the hell did they do to you over there?" Everything I described before, it was much, much worse than that. The things she did to me—" Jennifer suddenly cut herself off with a long gasp, her eyes going wide. In a quiet, awed voice, she said, "Oh my God. I know. I know all of it now." She refocused on Matt, and with determination. Sarah did the introductions as I sat down on the couch. You know what I was thinking. Three tipsy ladies and me; my mind raced with anticipation.My fantasy of a threesome was not to be, it turned out. The three had something else planned that was to be just as interesting.Beth, even though she was twenty-one, had never given a blow job. Tonight, Beth was going to learn how, and Sarah had volunteered my help. Beth was eager to learn, but an available cock was needed. I was already hard when. I lightly stroked her right nipple with my thumb, coaxing it to stiffen, before returning my hand to her side. I continued to carefully work my way downward, pausing to feel the gentle curve of her hip, before kneading the cheeks of her taut bare buttocks. With the young girl still watching me intently, I sat down along the edge of the bed and moved my hand to explore the creamy smooth skin of her inner thigh. Alyssa responded by spreading her legs and turning her feet slightly outward,.