That was not the only difference between them. It was in their freshman year that Emily confessed to Susan that she was bisexual and expressed concern...that this might spoil their friendship. Susan assured her that as long as she was happy who she slept with did not impact their friendship. During those years they had shared their successes and disappointments, heady romances and broken hearts. They sometimes decided that all men are shits and that this applied to women as well from Emily’s. She felt comfortable in confessing her wanton behavior all in the name of a good purpose in securing funds for their outreach programs for the poor and disadvantaged. The reason why she felt at ease in revealing the dark side of her personality to the handsome young priest was because she knew he was struggling to understand the unfamiliar English language and he had a pleasant smile no matter how dirty or filthy her sins that he confessed. She felt safe that he would forgive her for her sins. I was catching on to his little game fast. He would make me wet and walk away&hellip,.but I wanted give him a huge boner in return. I had given boys boners before, but not like his. I trembled as I whispered: (&hellip,ohhh&hellip,.that feels so good, keep that up. I think my headache is getting better.) During saying that I lifted my pussy up firm into his boner. He pushed back with his boner. I pushed again. He pushed back. We continued this and now we were slowly fucking with our clothes on.. "Your dad used to like these... He would often like to cum on them. He was a naughty boy like you too... Do you want to cum on mommy's big soft titties? You can if you want." She knelt down and presented them to me.I nodded and pulled out my cock. She kept squeezing her boobs as she looked up at me. I rubbed my dick on them. I got a some pre-cum on her nipple and she used her finger to spread it all over said nipple. I put my cock between those mounds of heaven and she pushed her tits together.