Reaming me mercilessly like a sex doll, he thrust fast and hard into me, crouched over me like a teenage boy in the last throes of desire as he used a...other or abused himself. Soon he was screaming wordlessly as I fucked back, his swollen balls banging hard against mine, his cock drilling me like a machine, and then he crouched slightly to fuck upwards as his climax washed over him and spewed out into the latex separating us.He squealed like a girl as his magnificent instrument pumped. I do not have the authority to waive policy." "Will you instead schedule an interview, and I'll call during that time slot? Friday afternoons are best for me." "Very well, sir. Friday afternoon at three o'clock. May I have a name for our records?" "Thaddeus," Father Secco sputtered. "Um—Antony Thaddeus." "Thank you, Mr. Thaddeus. See—well, hear—you on Friday." Father Secco hung up the phone and, whistling a favorite hymn as he walked the last six blocks, thought about his plan. Saturday. Then, naked, he crawled between her legs, and she felt his hot breath on her gash."Ned, what are you doing?" She giggled."I'm gonna eat your pussy," he said hoarsely."What?" Janet cried. "Are you nuts?" There was no answer, only panting. She felt him folding back the furry lips of her pussy, and then suddenly there was the most delicious sensation she'd ever known, something hot and wet. And' slick caressing her clit. She moaned hoarsely and creamed a big hot gush of juice. Ned lapped up the. She shivered and shook, and we both were kind of breathless when I let go, but it was worth every second. It was dark by then, and we hadn’t watched any TV, had barely even spoken to each other, but I knew in her arms is where I wanted to be, and where I was supposed to be. So I slowly kicked off my pants, and pulled off her pants, and we curled up next to each other, and just slowly began to explore what it was like to kiss like lovers who weren’t in any hurry. We wrapped our arms around.