You know we’ll help in any way we can.”“Thanks Colette,” and I rang off.I went down and sat in the living room. I felt a wave of loneliness sw...ep over me. Out of the blue came a memory of a discussion with that same priest over dinner one evening (I refused to give the man a name anymore), about unfaithfulness and how difficult it would be to forgive or to trust a partner again. It was the age-old discussion I’d had with Sally many times about forgiveness or justice and punishment. I sighed,. The tempo of cock stroking quickened as he imagined spreading her legs for a thorough inspection of her twat with his tongue. He had considered setting up a CCTV camera in the upstairs bathroom to steal better peeks of her pussy, but hadn't gotten around to it. Yet. The swelling sensation of of jizz wanting to burst from his cock was intense as he considered how awesome it would be to dump a load of semen around her mouth as she slept. His toes were to curling. "Jesus you’re a hot slut,” he. .. ,kisses and licks,Hugh"The address was a local, upper-class hotel chain and a room number. I smile and then giggle shyly to myself as I put the note down and start the car. Shaking my head, I can't believe I'm going to respond to the invitation. Pulling out of the parking lot, my mind begins to ponder the question, What would it be like? I wonder... As I continue to think, my heart begins to beat faster, and I feel the excitement start to build in response to my thoughts. I feel my breasts. This was where a preacher's daughter could act extra sinful. Blood rushed to my head. I almost grew dizzy with desire as Daddy led me through the dark, smoky club. Men smoked and sipped at their drinks at small, circular table. Waitresses in go go boots and lingerie moved through the crowd. Women naked or only in their panties sat on men's lap in chairs around the club's edges, gyrating their bodies on them. It almost looked like they were simulating sex.Why not actually perform it?The song.