"Baby, so do I!" he cried. He slid right into her saddle. There was an awkward moment when his trembling hand couldn't fit his cock to her hole but sh... shifted to help. He drove his prick into her cunt."WOW!" Love it." she said.He felt it to his toes. She was absolutely as great as any real girl he'd ever been with. He drew back and began to fuck into her belly while she moaned in pleasure.His cock shaft had never felt so good. She seemed hotter, tighter, more SEXY than any girl he'd ever been. ” I said.At that point in walked Father Fred “Come on boys it’s time to get dressed.”“Do you want to check how we smell again this morning? We asked together.“Yes but quickly. Take off your PJs and sit on the end of the bed and open your legs wide” he instructed. We did as we were told. He got on his knees and he went to Bob’s privates first. I watched as he moved forward and smelled the soft shaft. I noticed that he had some dried stuff on the shaft just like mine was yesterday. Father Fred. "I gave him a deer-in-the-headlights look, but he only smiled and closed the door behind him on his way out. Then it occurred to me that he could have just used the coffee maker in his office. The bastard did this to me on purpose! My suspicions came roaring back."Please, have a seat," Keven said, taking one of the leather chairs for himself and gesturing to the other. I now knew how the fly felt when the spider said, 'Step into my parlor.' Still, I was limited in what options I had at the. The women told us that your estimation of him was correct. He was charismatic toward the young men he gathered and he had no interest in teaching them how to live correctly," Katia said.That statement was slightly repugnant to me at face value but I changed my mind almost at once. Living correctly had an odd and ominous ring to someone from twenty-first century America where personal freedom was the mantra. It took me only a minute or two to realize that we had personal freedom here too, but.