Once he had seen her entering the confessional where another priest was and despair set in wishing he was the priest in there. But Diane's confession ...ime was quite short, giving the Good Father a sigh of relief in knowing that she obviously had nothing of interest to tell the other priest. On this day, he observed the beauty in the pew again with a bit of concern on her face, causing him to lick his lips as he entered the confessional. His cock twitched in anticipation of hearing her. My parson garb and lack of weapons made me outside that circle and I simply sat there in close concert but mostly unnoticed due to bland disregard. I recognized the famous General immediately because I had done a paper in college about the unfair treatment of General Arnold after he had practically won the early half of the war entirely with his own military genius. The fact that he was seriously wounded as well was often ignored by the civilian types that had insulated Washington from the real. I was on my back with my left leg bent up for her to use as a pillow. She was between my legs and half asleep. Every few minutes she would take the head of my prick in her mouth and suck and lick it. What she wanted was for it to become hard again, she could never get enough.I had one forearm over my brow shading my eyes, the sun was bright even in the shade. Ann said " You have a beautiful cock "BIG-R" it is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen ".I, in my most modest manner replied ". And how old are you, Mr Arrington?’ ‘Uh, seventeen, Sir.’ ‘Seventeen? Are you sure? Because you tell jokes like a nine-year-old.’ ‘Sir?’ ‘Your joke about my using a litter box. On those rare occasions when I hear jokes made about my race, they’re usually only made by nine-year-old children who don’t understand how offensive they are being.’ ‘I-I didn’t say anything, Sir.’ The group somehow went even more silent than before. Hrelle’s expression stiffened, and his tone changed, only slightly,.