You're walking different already." I was embarrassed and redoubled my efforts to cover up the fact that I was decked out in lingerie under my clothes....We walked around for a few more minutes and I could feel the lube on my shaved hole warming up. The lube inside me was slowly dripping out as well, and my entire crack was becoming wet. There was no doubt that the satiny crotch of my panties would also soon be wet. Daddy seemed to sense this, and enjoyed seeing me occasionally squirm as we walked. Irene had only studied Latin for a few years, and she was quite rusty, but she’d been able to make out a few words of Father O’Shea’s rant - “whatever they say, you shall become” - something like that.She was running across the front yard of the church she’d gone to her whole life, when she heard Father O’Shea’s voice behind her. Looking up, she saw that he was poking his head out of the window of his office.“I do wish you wouldn’t run on the grass!” he said, and though Irene wanted to get out. She was laughing as she was leading him by his cock to the bathroom. They both stepped into the shower, kissing as the hot water enveloped them. A few minutes later they walked into the bedroom. She lay back on the bed and opened her legs for him. He lapped at her pussy, licking her slit up and down before pushing his tongue inside her with her legs up on his shoulders. With his hands holding her legs apart he licked her clit faster and faster. She finally screamed as her orgasm shuddered out. Jess had climaxed at the same time, I assume for the same reason and she collapsed on the floor a quivering cum covered mess. Cum was still dripping from my cock as I turned to my wife. “Abi, I’m so sorry, I don’t know what came over me”. “I know what came over me” interrupted Jess “ your amazing cock, are you ready for round two?” I looked in surprise, how could she say such a thing with my wife, her friend stood right there over us. “For fucks sake Jess, you were only supposed to wank him.