Looking down at his lap, Rory sees that he is just as excited as her. She reaches over to start caressing the bulge on his pants, but he pushes her ha...d away. “Why don’t you show me what’s under there?” Rory grins and raises the dress up her smooth thighs to show off her freshly shaved twat. “Show me what you’d like me to do to you,” he then orders.Slowly, the woman parts her legs and reaches down to feel the wetness coming from her pussy. She is wet from the dirty act of leaving her panties. I told her it would be a son. I teased her that I would be a son that she'd have to teach one day how to bring pleasure to a woman. Those words, that thought, set Emma over the edge. She had a series of orgasms, one following the other as I built up steam and pounded her hard. When I grunted out my own finale, Emma screamed at the top of her lungs. She screamed 'yes' and then passed out.Later, when we had all recovered, we went off and took a shower together. Then we dressed and went off and. He released her shoulder with his other hand as there was no longer any need to hold the subjugated girl so hard, and he began coursing it up and down the quivering flesh of her back.The plump Kubby worked slave-like behind the kneeling missionary's daughter, his pink tongue withdrawing and fucking, withdrawing and fucking, making a wet sucking sluicing noise with each wicked thrust. Her cries were one long low continuous moan now as he withdrew his lashing lewd tongue suddenly from inside the. " --- said the priest.--- "Panties, sir?" --- she asked innocently --- "But I sometimes ... I am sometimes wet ... down there. I don't want my skirt dirty."--- "That's your problem girl." --- the man said judgementally --- "If you can't take your mind out of the gutter, and keep having unclean thoughts, you'll continue to have to wash the stains off of your skirts. Stains of shame."Lilly had to admire the man's pure distilled sexism.--- "Yes, sir." --- she said hanging her head again.---.