So, what do I do? The only thing I can do. There are nine orifices on your body. Nine holes… What’s the next best thing? Corn hole!Most women don�...�t like going back there. I used to be one of them when I was younger. I’d said nothing should be back there. I was wrong. Again summers and hot weather got me a little more frustrated, and that’s when I found out how good it was… Doing it I. Ohhh… Don’t look at me that way. I was horny…and it was an accidental entry while I was showering. Now, I knew. " So I finally agreed, partly only to shut her up. She'd been preparing for days fixing our outfits, buying new makeup, getting us to the hair salon. And I'd let her have her fun. Now I kind of regretted it, being alone and lost in this labyrinth of an underground sex club. I don't know where Laura got the invitations from but we had to show proof off being STD-free just to get the tickets sent to us. As if I would ever have sex with a stranger in a place like this. Ha! No fucking way. Of. Sometimes, alone in my bed I imagined you next to me and offering your beautiful hindquarters to my pleasure. I know it was sinful but it seemed so right and good to me."Cassie was almost spurting her pussy juice at these words. All she did to give the Reverend the right message was to fall backwards on the stack of hay and lift her skirts up enough for him to get a nice view of her pussy and quivering ass cheeks. The man of the cloth was also a man of action because his trousers were at his. ..he rubbed my clit through my pants. He then took off my pants and panty with one smooth move and started playing with my clit again… “Oh God!” I cried out… “Dean please…” “Please what Addi? Tell me what you want…” He took off his shorts. I looked mesmerized at him and wanted to touch him but he said “No, later… now I want to please you”. He kissed me hard and traced a wet path down my breasts past my belly, savouring my aroma and then flicking his tongue at my hot vagina. He lapped at me.