We agreed that his parents could not know about this but I was willing to help him explore. He said that he liked the idea of learning from someone he... has known his whole life, someone he could trust.I stood up and took of my robe. He began to pull his clothes off. His cock was hard and sprang out when he pulled his pants down. I got between his legs and kissed the tip of it, tasting his precum. I licked my way down and then back up. I sucked him into my mouth and worked my head up and down his. “Why do I feel I know what direction your thinking process is going?”“Mmmmmmm…” I reckoned this was neutral enough an answer. The Swiss would have been mightily proud of me.In the end, I asked in a silly conspiratorial tone. "Do you reckon you could give me a spanking?”Ah, yes, spankings. Do you reckon it’s only us humans that have the concept of slapping someone as a punishment? Come to think of it, it seems like a pretty logical thing to think of, no matter how many eyes or tails or stomachs. ”“So why not confess tonight?”“I was thinking of you.”“I think it best you confess BEFORE you serve in the altar, Subdeacon Michael.”“You’re right. I’ll do that. And you?”“Father Nicholas is not my confessor, so I can’t, really, except in an emergency. I’ll simply refrain from the Eucharist tomorrow.”“I may be required to,” I replied.“If so, then we can make love all night!” she said happily.“You’ll never get enough, will you?” I teased.“No! But also, I will not simply go with anyone, Mishka.. Let’s come to the point pichle story m aapne pada ki maine viddhi didi ko apni choot k bal saaf karte hue dekh rha tha or achanak mere muh se ek ahhhhh nikal gayi tbhi didi bahar aakar boli sheenooo to kab aaya or yanha khade hokar kya kar rha h main bas itna hi bol paya vo m didi nani itne m didi fir se boli or teri ye jeb m kya h or bolte hue lagbhagh meri jeb m hath dal diya real m hua ye tha ki maine didi ko bahar aate hue dekh kar apne lund ko adjust kar liya tha jissse aisa lag rha tha ki.