What would it be like to be a priest or sacred medicine man of the era.You would be sacred and reveared and funded by the community so you could devot... every waking hour to it. People boys and old men alike would seek you out for council and guidance. If like ancient times, some would make an annual pilgrimage to see you and then masturbate and ejaculate before you to show their faith is strong. You would bless them with your own holy water, ejaculating it onto their faces and lips and they. So relax. You are more than a friend to her and so you are to me. She is my darling wife and her special friend is also my special friend.The atmosphere in the room was charged with subtle excitement. Sexual tension was palpable. I switched on music that had some dance tunes for such occasions. I zoomed to the tunes of the music. I certainly was not the best dancer in Sydney. However, I wanted to make all feel at home. I caught Arpi, took her in my arms and began to dance. I stepped on her toes. Mom placed her left hand on my other cheek holding my face closer to hers as dad fucked me deeper into her soaking pussy. "Oh shit yes!" I screamed as dad pulled his dick out to the tip before ramming it all the way back in. "Ahh yes!" mom and I moaned in sync as he plunged my asshole with wild abandon. I felt his steaming hot precum pool in my ass once again as I leaked almost as much into my mother's snatch. "Fuck his ass harder! Make him cum in my pussy" mom screamed to dad. He instantly. I loved the loafers and ballet slippers the girls wore then. I know that some foot fetishists love high heels but I always preferred flats. Or bare feet. Even better. I would see a lovely pair of little feet. I would make sure she was pretty. That was important to a 19 year old. Then I would follow her for awhile just looking at her feet. If I was lucky she would go into a building and I would follow. Then I would hope to really get lucky and have her go into a restroom. If she did I would.