Jane was panting hard calling us both fucking bastards. Then she cooled down and her breathing slowed. I lay between the girls and we rested a bit, th... girls hands meeting on my cock as they both over to play with it. I was fondling tits and pulling and pinching nipples making both of them let out little yelps. Jane asked, "What are we going to do now"." Well now my dear", Jane knew too well what these words meant. Whenever I said those words she knew she was about to be spanked on her cute. "How, why, when? Greg your here!" her voice was quiet but full of excitement. She turned her eyes to Rocco studying him. "You, you both have been talking? You both set this up? Is this for your birthday or a treat for me?" She ended asking her last question to Greg. "Yes, we have been talking. We thought it would be a nice surprise for you." Rocco said finishing buttoning his shirt."Yes, we both organised this and, well , who said it can only be for my birthday or a treat for you?" Greg laughed. I felt her tits run across my legs, chest and face. Inside my swim trunks, my dick was hard as a rock. I was hoping to masturbate before we went inside, but a sudden storm moved in. We ran inside as it started to rain. We went into the bathroom, and as we always did, took a shower to rinse the chlorine off. When Scout was sufficiently rinsed off, and I shampooed her hair, I told her to go change, and that I would be out in a minute. As soon as she closed the door, I peeled of my swim trunks.. "Forgive me Father for I have sinned. It has been two weeks since my last confession," I said as I bowed my head and waited for Father Mike to speak. "Go on my Child and confess your sins," Father Mike's voice said in his husky voice. Was I getting to him already? I had worn my favorite perfume and knew that he could smell the wildflower scent over the older staler ones. "Right before Mass, last Sunday, my boyfriend and I had sexual relations, Father. It felt so good when he was deep inside me,.