"That’s it, baby." He called out to her, softly enough so that only she would hear him if there were neighbors on the other side of the fence. The t...ought of anyone else enjoying his private viewing was unbearable. His eyes flickered up, making sure that there were no other sets of eyes gazing into the her backyard. They were thankfully alone.She took his cue, pulling her lip between her teeth as she kept stroking from the base of her slit to her clit, pausing only to tease her clit free,. I am tired of not sinning. I could have had this for the last thirty years."Oh, Father," groaned Hope as he pushed a finger into the depths of her pussy. "Mmm, you shouldn't be doing that. You're a priest." And you're a filthy slut," he growled, shoving a second finger inside of her cunt. Her flesh was hot about him, clenching down on his digits.Hope only moaned and squeezed his cock.She is so much like Mary. A slut that teases men. If she hadn't been walking down the road, I would never be. “Just in case there is an emergency...” My mother had always insisted. Slowly I took my final step toward the door and leaned my head toward the small gap, safe from view but terrified of what I might see.I was immediately struck by what I saw, not in the room itself, but in the Mother’s full length dressing mirror. Standing by Mother’s bed was Father Paul, still dressed in his suit, but to my total shock, he stood there with his penis sticking straight out from his opened zipper. And if that. At five-thirty I headed home secure in the knowledge that Steff would follow her usual habit of taking a change of clothes to work with her and that she would go to the party from work. She would also take a hotel room for the night so she wouldn't be driving home under the influence of alcohol. I took the precaution of calling the house when I was two blocks away and got no answer. Just to be safe I drove past the house looking for signs of life and parked down the street. I walked back to the.