I take Kevin all the way in my mouth and then move my head back and forth as I move up the shaft.I switch from the shaft to the head and balls often n...ver forgetting that spot right where the underside of the head meets the shaft. (Kevin loves that!)I felt Kevin push my panties aside. He seemed to be struggling. Then I felt him enter me with his thumb and rub my clit with one of his fingers.It felt good but I was getting super horny and 2 1/2 inches of thumb wasn’t going to get the job done for. For the first time I saw myself for who I really was. I didn't like what I saw. Last night we both hated me."I hugged her again and said, "I'm starting to wonder myself if it's really over. But even if we put it back together, I've already made up my mind that this, these kinds of things, these will be a part of our lives. This isn't just punishment anymore. I'm enjoying the hell out of this. You may be disgusted, you may be humiliated, but you can't deny that you've enjoyed a lot of what's. I could feel him shift his wait on the bed, as I felt the fleshy tip of his cock prod at my tight hole. Even though he had just loosened my ass, I could still feel that burning sensation as he entered me for the first time. He slowly worked his way in and started going in a rhythmical motion. When he really started pounding, I swear I could taste his cockhead in the back of my throat. I felt full, I felt whole. Somehow this seemed natural.My face was planted into the bed, and my hands were. We rode in silence for a few minutes before the Padre asked another question. “What did you mean when you said Yolanda was the best long-distance rifle shot? Aren’t most rifle shots long distance by definition?”“They certainly are. But most rifle shots are less than four hundred yards. When I say long distance in this context, I’m taking about anything beyond that,” I replied.Again, he looked at me with skepticism.“We’ll show you on our morning ride, tomorrow.”Tom chimed in at that point..