Julie had probably heard about them. But when we got back together somehow none of the things we'd done seemed nearly as important as the two of being...together again. We'd promised not to ever ask about what each other had done. We vowed to just leave our actions while we were apart in the past. Finding out some of those things would have only served to weaken our relationship going forward. Julie was the one who'd decided that, so I never thought that maybe she'd been the one with something to. Pattie sat back down, then she spread her legs invitingly, and I stepped between them. She wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me tightly to her before wrapping her arms around me again. We locked together into another soulful, passionate kiss as I felt her rub her steaming wet pussy up and down on my abdomen, unashamedly rubbing her clit and smearing her pussy juices on me. She reminded me of some feral animal in heat, marking her mate with her scent. I held her tightly to me,. Tom knew to change angles, change speeds and make moaning noises all throughout. Slurping and sucking in with his cheeks, he kept the cock wet. He used his free hand to stroke his own cock and reach behind himself and spread his pert ass. He imagined spreading his cheeks for a thick cock. A hard thick cock in his ass. He opened his eyes, removed the dildo from the wall suction and stuck it to the shower floor. With more oil on his hand, he prepared his tight hole for what he would realise. He mumbled words, half out of his mind, and this time it was him choking as her piss poured down his face, ran into his mouth, and turned his prayer to choking, bitter, wet gasps of violation. It ran down his throat, pooled on the white collar and plastered the black shirt to his skin. It ran down the chain around his neck and dripped off the crucifix that bounced on and off his body as she jerked his head side to side."Keep praying you fucking pious fuck." She let him start again, then.