Rebecca made coffee for the two priests, who had taken seats near the kitchen.“Sorry about that. They looked a bit shaken up,” said Rebecca, once ...he found me in the kitchen. “Can I get you anything? Or do you have to be on your way? Before you go, can I have the number of your wife’s phone? I’d like to know how Father Luigi is doing.”She had a smartphone in one of the pockets of her apron. I was a bit shocked, to be honest. Because I hardly ever meet clergy I have no real idea of what to. I didn’t mind ogling at her.Well, I was not holding off either, after that dirty show off to me, I always started kissing her around her neck and pushing her head against floor and kisses on her silky back. She really liked it, who doesn’t like it when your lover loves you and kisses you? Well, I never asked her to remove her bra or panty. I always kissed her at belly button (navel) and the curves and the triangles fascinating me the most and may be all boys like that triangle.But you never. But this….“Wow Luce…i****t…gay sisterhood…I don’t think so…” and she stepped back and stood in the doorway. “You may secretly wish that honey…but we need to trim and shave your bush…look down”Hannah looked down; head intently on her chin and her expression changed to…’fuck …got to fix this.’“Okay…sit on the toilet seat…get those panties off” ordered her big sister.Hannah hesitated then complied. They had seen each other partially or fully naked in the bathroom or their bedroom …but that was. Vast amounts of semen were being produced, I just kept pumping inside her. I could feel my sperm squirting against her uterus. I placed my hand against her belly, I could feel the motion of my penis knocking inside her. I could feel her swelling inside, my liquids filling her sacred womb. Neytiri let out a yell in her native tongue. I could feel the liquids from her tendrils flowing into my testicles even faster now. I came with all the strength I had left. I could feel the pressure from my.