I pushed Carrie’s nose against the small window, grabbing her hair and making her look inside. “Guess you’re lucky to not be a common who...e like her.” Carrie wept as I let go of her head. I tugged hard on the leash and pulled Carrie forward. “Let’s go see Lisa slut.” Carrie shuffled down the hall behind me, I heard the commotion as I turned the corner. Mack, Tara, and Jim were at the end of the hall standing in front of a large window. Cumsocket was on her knees. A few were girls I went to school with and they did me a solid by exposing at least the top of their young titties during the summer months. Church was always full for the ten o'clock number because of course people wanted to sleep in as late as possible. Dad went to eight o'clock mass during hunting season. This was before you had a Saturday afternoon option. We generally got to church almost a half hour before it started so we'd get good seating which meant up front. Mom had to wake me up. The feather passed roughly through her pubic hair and down along the inside of her thigh and up the inside of the other. She twisted her hips and legs, whimpering, trying vainly to escape. John leaned in close and gently blew on the puffy coral outer lips of her pussy. He wanted to fuck her now, but willed himself to be patient, knowing that ultimately it would be worth every second. ‘Please, oh, God please stop!’ she wailed. ‘I’m coming! I’m coming! No more please, no more!’ John let up for a. When I realized what had happened I wanted to give up sex forever, but my little fantasies of you kept me going. With any other man I'll have to be so careful, I know what I have with you." She explained."Isn't the fact that the basis for relationship with me is already there making it easier for you, coloring your world all rosy, though?" He asked."No because with you if I take away the sex, there is still something there, my heart still pounds for you, I want to be with you. We're so good.