Since she couldn’t locate my French Vanilla creamer, I got up after putting on my screen saver and helped her find it. Renee was in typical form, sh...e was smiling and talking away about her issues with her husband. As always, I listened and couldn’t even get a word in, edgewise. That didn’t matter since all I did was think about how pretty she looked as opposed to myself. I hadn’t shaved, my hair looked like a tornado hit it and I had to smell of last nights club, since I was cleaned up. ‘Wow,. Father Reilly was led along several corridors until they reached a closed door."There," said the servant, and turned away, disappearing before Father Reilly could ask any more.Hesitantly he knocked at the door, and then entered in response to the call from within. Seated behind a desk was a short dark priest wearing the purple which signified that he was a Monsignor. He had a sour expression on his face as he looked Father Reilly up and down, and evidently was not much impressed by what he. I blewinto his little hole and listened to his gasp, as hisass clenched, then opened back up. Hee-hee, I hadopened his little back door, and the poor thing couldbarely stand it.I pushed him up on the bed and rolled him over. Iloved the feeling of power as I looked down at mylittle cowgirl, looking up at me with thoseapprehensive eyes. However, the hat had fallen off,taking with it the wig and the mood I had strived sohard to create. I should have just fucked him doggiestyle. But, the hair was. Now she took his hands and placed on her boobs and started pressing to which Rahul was fully co-operating. As Rahul pressed her boobs, she unbuttoned his shirt and moved down his body kissing his neck, chest, and navel and now it was his pants. She pulled his pants down and took his cock in her mouth. As she was doing this she kept one hand on the gear shaft where I was holding the shaft and as took my hand probably to keep on her boob I moved my hand quickly to change the radio channel.By now.