I worked during the day and made good money. At night I helped out at the store and at least three times a week found a good fuck.One thing here I wan...t to mention. I didn't just dip my wick in a woman. Even though I never loved any of them, I made love to their bodies. I never kissed married women on the lips, that was their husbands' job. However, I did suck on a lot of nipples, kiss a lot of bellies, finger and tongue fuck a lot of pussies till they had an orgasm. Needless to say I ended up. Now, though, it was her turn to be the subservient one."Get me hard, cunt," her former employee commanded, wagging his flaccid penis in front of her face. "And don't even think about biting me. Craig has assured me he'll knock your teeth out if I so much as feel a scrape."She took him in her mouth, praying that she could keep her teeth from touching him as she sucked his cock. He quickly grew hard, and pulled out. Taking a position behind her, he then positioned his saliva-covered penis at the. I was not sure what to do. I left and went home. I thought about what I had seen all night. I was not sure what to do or say to mom the next time I saw her. This went on about a month then she said she was going over to Betty's house again. I went back to the dogging spot and sure enough mom and Betty were there doing their thing. I watched for a while and left. I was still mad about what mom was doing. Then it dawned on me what I could do to get back at mom. About a month later mom told me. Without waiting for the Priest to say anything, I said, “Bless me, Father, for I have sinned.”Then I heard a familiar voice, it was Father McNamara, the young Irish Priest that so many women in the church literally drooled over. Damn my panties were getting wet as I began sobbing out my sad story of lust, incest, and lesbianism.Father McNamara remained calm and spoke with compassion as he related the repentance that I would be required to fulfill to achieve absolution. I eagerly agreed to the.