Dorothy let out and loud scream and exploded cumming all over his cock. Klip stood up and held his cock in her, watching Dorothy body shake, as she or...asmed all over his cock. He felt her pussy juices flowing out down his cock and over his hairy balls. His cock soaked in juices he slide out then shoved back in and picked up the pace again.He put his hands on her thighs pushing her legs out and back, pushing down and up feeding her pussy his big cock. Dorothy was no longer wet from the tub but. Appropriate research.”“I should think so, Subdeacon! And if you are taking the ‘matchmaking’ approach even without using a matchmaker, don’t forget there are at least a dozen girls in the right age group at the cathedral if none of the young women here or at Holy Transfiguration suit you.”“I’ll keep that in mind,” I grinned.Father Nicholas rolled his eyes and laughed softly, and we began preparations for Matins and the Divine Liturgy. When I had the opportunity, I went out to check on Clarissa,. She started to surround her titties with whip cream, when I got on my knees and lifted her pink tutu. I put my face into her pink panties and kissed where I thought her slit would be. Her panties were moist and some of her pussy juice had gone on my lips. I licked it off and started to eat off the whip cream on her tits. She immediately dropped the whip cream canister on the bed and let out a huge moan. “OHHhhhhhh!” she cried. “eat my titties Jon. EAT THEM!” she yelled. I ate the whip cream. I was there for two reasons: I loved to swim, and I loved to examine the female flesh exposed by the latest in swimsuit fashions. Somebody once told me the old Bob Hope joke that if swimsuits got any smaller, they would soon be nothing more than two postage stamps and a cork! I didn't understand the joke the first time I heard it, but I had a full grasp of its meaning by this summer.Once a girl actually showed up at the pool while I was there, and she was wearing two pasties over her nipples.