He was in a good mood because he expected young Jill Ebber this Thursday to give penance in the good Father's private office as she had done last week...The fifteen year old had allowed the priest to spank her on her cute rounded bare bottom before kneeling to receive a mouthful of the priest's Holy Juice. His sixty year old cock was twitching as he thought about another session with Jill.After Jill had left last Thursday was when the old priest remembered that her mother Carla Ebber was the very. “You just want to keep her all to yourself, don't you?” One of the boys accused when this happened to him.“She is my date,” he responded with a smile, before putting his hands on my waist and pulling me closer to him. “What is it?” I asked as my hands found their comfortable place, locked behind his neck. I saw something in his eyes that I didn't quite recognize.“Hm?”“You look uncomfortable or... I don't know... like you're stressing about something. What is it?” “Oh, it's nothing.” Even if he. It was almost too much for him, a low growl coming from his throat. He released her hair for amoment to unclasp the buttons of his pants allowing his hard cock to spring free. “Get to it.” He saidsimply, his hand going back into her hair, his hook now relaxed at his side.Her body was in shock, her knees pressed hard against the planks beneath her. She watched in whatshe could only call horror as he exposed himself to her. Never in her life had she seen male genitalia. Ofcourse in books as. I can’t help it.”Deena spoke again. “It’s okay, Dad. She’s your wife.”I stuttered. “I’m sorry,” Haley said. “I didn’t mean...”“It’s okay baby...” I told her. “You and me ... But it’s BOTH of you together. You’re both beautiful and it’s just too much ... TWO of you...”“Me?!?” Deena squeaked.Shame burned my cheeks.“I’m sorry, baby. Yes. You. And you’re my daughter...”Haley stepped close to me, putting her hand on my arm. Deena continued, “I am. And I’m not ... It’s okay. Dad. Or Bill. I love you.