She dipped her head from above me over my mouth. I knew what was coming, but wasn't sure how I would take it. She kissed me closed mouth at first, t...en her tongue snaked out from between her tight lips and pierced my lips. I knew it was time to move my tongue into her mouth. I slid my tongue along hers. I tasted the semen there and decided I could do this. I opened my mouth partway and Mother opened hers. I felt the salty juice flow into my mouth. She pulled away from me then and looked. Joy let out a shuddering moan, more pleasure than pain in her voice. Her asshole relaxed. His cock slid in easier. He pumped faster, his balls slapping into her taint while the cheap motel bed creaked.“Oh, Father,” Joy moaned in surprise. “It's...nice. Your cock...makes me feel...good.”“Your body was made for sin,” Father Augustine groaned. “Do not be surprised that you enjoy it.”“Yes, Father. I do enjoy it. Fuck my ass. Fuck my dirty, sinful ass.”“Yes,” he growled, his strokes growing. My master noticed I was awake. He had a smile on his face, and he walked over to the table nearby. There was a golf club, a wood driver, leaning on it. He picked it up and walked over to me. He stood near my legs; he swung his driver like he was at the golf course. I felt the driver connect with my testicles. The pain I felt knocked me unconscious. Sometime later, I awoke again. This time, my ears were no longer covered. There was blood on my chest, penis, and legs. My master was watching me.. It would be great if you could sketch something too!Your loyal fan,Jenny Irvine (but don't put my name on the autograph!!). Thanks!"He shook his head and searched for a clean sheet of paper. 'Oh well, I guess it's your lucky day Jenny Irvine.' He took the unfinished sketch and signed his name, idly wondering how long before it would end up on eBuy. He put letter and sketch back into an envelope addressed to his agent, who would then send it on to the girl.He took the next piece of mail from the.