He didn't bother to dry himself.He entered the bedroom and stopped in admiration. Cindy was on the bed on her knees with her head down and her splendi... bottom in the air, pointing towards him. Her knees were slightly apart and Harry could see both of her pretty holes. The fingers of one hand were busily preparing for him, spreading glistening juices up and down her crack.Harry mounted the bed and thrust his cock tip at her junction. Cindy's fingers moved to capture his knob end."You choose. I get out to the car and work on lowering the top. After a couple of minutes I finish up and climb into the driver's seat and start the engine. It roars to life and sends vibrations through me. I just love that sound! Just then, you walk out and I am fixated by the way you are sauntering towards the car. You exude confidence and sexuality. You have changed into a white, cotton sundress, with spaghetti straps and just the right amount of lace around the hem. You climb inside and lean in to kiss. By now we had more than 40 minutes of travel left and I was feeling tired of standing and dosed off sitting.I was waken up by the sound beside me, when I opened my eyes I saw my mom getting fucked by the same old man for whom mom gave her seat at the start of journey. Listening to the sounds I can understand that she is thoroughly enjoying the fuck. He fucked her for next 10 mins before discharging his seed in her womb. Now that she was openly fuck, other men also want to have her. She was. No matter how hard he tried to deny his impulses, the padre was frequently aroused by these deep secrets murmured in the dark shadows of the confessional booth. In twenty-two years, these roilings in his soul had never caused him to break his vow of celibacy, but he did occasionally falter in fantasyland.It was even more troublesome when he recognized the penitent, as he did when Sister Mary Marilyn, a devoted second-grade teacher at the parish school, began to confess to him twice a month at.