Dylan stepped out of bed smiling sensuously, he walked towards her and reached out to grab her arm. She yanked back out of his reach again. ‘I told ...ou not touch me!’ He stopped and crossed his arms over his chest, maybe she wasn’t done after all. When she didn’t say anything else, he started after her only to be shocked to a halt again when the first book came flying at his head. ‘What in the hell do you think you are doing?’ He knew he sounded harsh but he had just been grazed by a ceramic. "Heaven's no! It is as Brother Jerome said -- at the peak of passion, you are close to God. As a Father of the Faith, at least for now, mostly you will see young women you've never met before."I mulled that over. "How did you come to find God?"She smiled sadly. "Brother David, I told you I made mistakes. Celibacy is an unnecessary sacrifice. Let us just say that in my time things were very much different from what they are now. A very different psychological climate. The word that described the. Ginger began to breathe heavier as her body began the climax. Her pussy became wetter as I slid gently inside her. She began to match my slow thrusts with her body, arching it ever so carefully to feel me fill her fully. The spasm inside me began to enter my hard shaft. I could feel the tingling at the base of my long hardness get stronger. Ginger could feel my rigid penis inside her begin to throb and she began to moan quicker and gasp as her orgasm approached. Her pussy began to pinch my. Her father, John, was on his knees, straddling her head, his cock dangling in her face, and his face buried in her pussy. As I watched silently, she opened her coral pink lips, and sucked his cock into her mouth, raising her head, until his bush completely covered her chin and nose. John's head was bouncing up and down, and thrashing from side to side, as he ate her cunt. Her head was rising and falling, as she sucked his prick, and their moans and slurping noises were beginning to drown out.