Ambrose, smiled at his old friend, and reached out to give the priest a gentle squeeze on his shoulder. He turned and left, smiling to himself. Each t...me he returned from making a delivery to his trusted precious metals dealer in Wenatchee and handed over the charity share to Fr. Ambrose, he faced this same protest: "It is too much!"In truth, it was a great deal of money, but the needs were great. Mike Peterson and Jim Brightman knew of no other who could be so trusted to use the money wisely. Oh boy. I was almost too drunk to even find her clit with my tongue, but she kept encouraging me with her luscious moans and her hands pulling my head into her patch of pubic hair. None of us could resist the temptation anymore. I too started moaning as the scent of her juices filled my nostrils.With one hand I reached to grope her shapely ass. Her knees became week when my finger gently brushed her tight butthole. She may be a strict anal no-goer, but feeling a finger circling her brown star. "Your place is nice and clean, I must commend you!" Julia looked at me with something like a smirk.Did she know? I wondered. Although not as powerful as the first time, each time I did the dishes, laundry, or vacuum, it felt good. I would feel warm, relaxed, and ... well ... horny. I was cleaning every day now, and masturbating three to four times a day. What else could I do all day?"And now, I think it's time for this." She held up a large shopping bag and placed it on the coffee table."What's. I told her that I would return with the cleaning supplies while she waited in my office. I took the clothes to the laundry room and explained to the guys working there that the clothes were Dana’s and that she needed to get the stains out before she went home. I can only imagine their reactions when they noticed the nature of the stains. I’m sure they looked at her differently from then onward.I drove to the corner drug store to pick up the cleaning supplies I had in mind. A basin, razor,.