Mujhe dekh wo palat gayi us din recess me jab class me koi nhi tha to maine use kaha tum mujhe hamesha hurti q rehti ho? Sikha: pehle aankhe band karo...tab bataungi.Me: ok or maine apni aankhe band kardi achanak usne mere hotho pe apne hoth rakh diye or mere lips ko chusne lagi mujhe kutch samajh nhi aaya or me bhi uska sath dene laga thodi der baad hum dono alag hue or wo waha se chali gayi.Wo dikhne me kamaal thi kya batau yr jab wo chalti thi tab uski kamar kya hitli thi or jab wo sidiyo se. With a bit of coaxing, the two began to do their thing. It was great for me, as I sat in an overstuffed chair while the ladies eventually occupied the whole sofa. It started out simply - a few kisses, and a few outside-the-clothing caresses. I began to coach just a bit, and they took cues like actors. I was pretty much getting what I wanted.As they stripped off their final pieces of clothing, I asked if I could "borrow" their panties. Believe it or not, I suddenly had two pair of panties flying. He gave his usual sighs and his usual response: "Very well, my child, and is that all you have to confess?" Yes, Father." You know you must honor your mother and you must not have unkind feelings for your aunt, for they all love you and care for you in ways you do not understand. And for your penance I want you to say ten hail marys and ten our fathers." Yes, Father." And remember to avoid the temptations and the sins of greed, envy, and lust." Yes, father."And then the usual, ritualized. She unbuttoned his shirt down a couple buttons and stuck a hand inside his shirt, feeling his rippling muscles and playing with his chest hair as she sat on his lap. She would have been content to sit there all night long, but she knew that dinner was still cooking and she didn't want it to get ruined. "Master, I would love nothing more than to sit here with you forever, but may I be excused to finish dinner for you?" she said. "Yes my sweet, but first I want to taste you," he said. She.