The fact that this time I was holding a stark-naked woman in my arms, might have helped too.I was so absorbed by the kiss, it was only after some time...that I remembered there were other things mentioned in the magazines, things I had to do as well before I could make another attempt at penetration. Following Chad’s instructions, I wrapped my arms around my mother’s waist and pulled her firmly against me. Moving with me, she pressed her naked breasts against my chest and slowly humped my leg. Hisbare, smallish ass gets my cock twitching again, and I pick up thewillow-bough switch. "FR. JOSEPH, YOU ARE A PRIEST, BUT HAVE SINNED AND MUSTBE PUNISHED FOR YOUR WICKED ACTIONS", I growl. I pull back my arm, and startswitching Fr. Joe's vunerable, pale little ass. THIP THIP THIP THIP THIP TTHHHIIPPP TTTHHIIPPPTTTHHIPPP THIP THIP THIP THIP THIIIPPP TTHHIIPPP The balding, bespectacledlittle priest cries out loudly as the coarse switches assault his pale,quivering. And so I did. I popped cherries, both anal and vaginal, shot load after load into the eager throat of a templar or mage, and humiliated and emasculated those who had tormented my friends and I. I especially enjoyed taking control of some of the homophobic templars; I could make them impotent, unable to perform, unable to orgasm, unless they had my cock in their mouth or their ass. But I could leave their homophobia intact; watching them overcome their disgust to beg me to fuck them, to use them. I was about to close my shop and go for lunch, when a couple came in their scooter. The lady was very fair and beautiful. The man wsa skinny, bony and tall. She came to the shop and asked me to take her cloth for stitching blouse. I told her that I am going for lunch, and being Monday afternoon is a holiday. I asked her to come next day. The her husband (Mr Dhar) came near and asked what was the matter. I told him to come on Tuesday. But he requested that next week was their wedding day and it.