I reached down and caressed her nipples.She reached under the cassock and found my cock. She gave it a hardsqueeze. "I think you need some relief. It'... clearly a hard job you havehere," she said."Yes, it's a really, really hard job," I said, standing up and liftingthe cassock up so she could see my rock hard cock.Her hand still encircled my cock. She gave it a squeeze. "Yes, it'sreally hard. Big, too." I expect you to give me the best blow job you've ever given, or therewill be more. Okay, but don't get too dirty again, will you... promise?" Heck no. I don't promise anything, except to be honest. Where can you get a better deal than a promise of honesty? The truth can't hurt you, you know." I was shamelessly playing on her sense of morality and fair play, trying to suggest that what she had to talk about was probably just as "dirty" as my stuff. (I didn't even believe that.)Still pulling on the button, "Okay, little brother." Then smiling, "I do trust you."Mentally rubbing. ”When her senses returned, Frea looked up in horror. “Oh, no! This is unseemly! I have shamed the honor of my village.” She started to get up, then realized she was naked. Her eyes opened wide. “What have I done?”“Looks like you enjoyed yourself, although probably a bit lonely is my guess.” Serana smacked me on the arm for saying that.“Martina! Frea, I am Nord as well. There is no dishonor in what has happened. This is simply ... love. Here, let us help you up.” We did so, leading her over so. She was sobbing and crying like a baby when we got to my office. I handed Aiden a towel, took another, and began to dry her off. Her nipples stood tautly upright under the wet blouse as my fingers innocently ran across them as I toweled her. Even amidst the crying, I sensed her body stiffen at my touch. The softness of the mounds of flesh felt most pleasing.Dad was not in his office or he would have heard me ranting about the treatment of the two. Even if I did not like being told they were to.