Susan accepted gratefully, in all honesty she quite liked this person who was clearly trying to pick her up but was worried that she may not be the on...e for him. “You’re quite welcome to come to my place for a coffee,” she was shocked at the words that seemed to escape from between her lipstick covered lips before her brain could control them. John smiled, “I’ve scored,” he thought to himself.As they made there way up the steps to exit the club John held back slightly and looked at Sue’s rounded. Now, I am sorry to say, dear reader that although the world is an interesting place and many people live for different meanings, the Priest was not an honest man. He was a deeply sensual man, who had taken many of the nuns under the guise of establishing and maintaining his purity. He lived deeply embedded in his passions. His justification was always that if he were not to elaborately and manipulatively steal the luscious charms of the women under his spiritual care that he may be forced to. I got a chill knowing that when that happen I would not only enjoy hearing him, but I will be telling him the nasty things I want and will do with him. I found a can of Pam spray that looked like it was just perfect above my kitchen stove. Funny, I don't know how many times I have used that can and never once ever gave it a thought of being just the right size to use and fuck myself with and climax with.In the den I looked around and the only thing that looked like it could work was the. You haven't finished yet," I told her.Further up the bed, I heard Fila make low moans.Keeping my index finger on Mazi's clit, I used my middle finger to explore around the girl's vaginal opening. It wasn't as wet as I'd hoped so I carried on rubbing and stroking her tender little clit for a while longer."Swap round, girls. Sixty-nine each other," I told them.Mazi seemed glad to get her cunt out of my reach. She lay on the back and opened her legs a fraction. Meanwhile, Fila got up on her hands.