..hiMe: thanks for chatting with me Barbara: npMe: I hope I answered all your questions lolBarbara: you more than answered them Me: your screen names ...arbara and that’s funny because that was the teacher’s first name the ssbbw teacher I had who I was telling you aboutBarbara: that’s why I was asking you those questionsMe: why what do you meanBarbara: after everything you said about your teacher I wanted to see if you’re the student I thought you areMe: (I didn’t type anything back when I read. You pull my black lace panties to one side, lick two fingers, push into to my waiting pussy, I groan.You continue to work my tight hole, reach around and gently stroke my hardening, tiny clit, I moan, helpless, lost in your attentions.You pull your fingers out, I gasp, your robe falls open, you turn my head kiss me deep and long on the lips, my clit is streaming.You pull my skirt over my ass, rub your wet hard cock over my crack, working your way to my tight waiting hole.You push in, one push. ’ She smiled at my veiled threat, as did the good Father fortunately. As Father Stevens let her go she came and sat on my lap wrapped her arms around me and hugged me. Thanking me for being me, Red wouldn’t let me get away with a shrug of my shoulders so I told her she was always welcome. ******* It was also clear that the sharks had smelled the blood in the water. Twice that evening, reporters had phoned the good Father wanting to know if he was again going to interview Red for the Chronicle.. Jim licked and sucked, especially the labia majora, he made them vibrate with the mouth, allowing that intimate tremor to expand across her back and nerves. Every once in awhile, with his hand opened, he would enforce slaps on the ass, to the point that after ten minutes of treatment, the cheeks of her bottom were on fire, but Ophelia didn’t let out a single complaint. She remembered Sam’s slaps and thought back at how much she had only dreamed them for so long. She understood that Jim wanted.