I had plenty of sex before I became a priest I screwed my cousin when I was fifteen and I thought she might be pregnant turned out she wasn't so I scr...ewed her ever chance I had but I used a condom after that and we both really enjoyed it . When her parents found out they demanded that I either go to jail or become a priest so here I am . It all started when I was taking confession from a young girl around ten years of age when she said that she had been learning to suck her brother's cock and. He went on for about twenty seconds, but I didn't add anything either as he released his orgasm."Oh, yes, thank you, Katrina, that was good," he moaned, lying back."Your welcome." Oh, fuck me, did I get your cheek?" he fretted, wiping it off me."Yes, but I didn't want to make you feel bad, though. A guy needs to let loose, and I didn't want to put a damper on this trip. You already got my face the first time, though." Okay, Katrina, thanks again, but I'm sorry I completely forgot to grab a. It wasn't until that moment that I realized how nervous I was. The carpeting was soft and plush, the bed large and inviting with several soft pillows, and a thick paisley comforter. On the chair nest to the bed was an open suitcase. My curiosity got the better of me, and I glanced inside the suitcase. It contained a few pieces of fresh clothing, and a gift-wrapped box. He noticed my gaze, and spoke commandingly, "Take off that suit." His tone startled me, and guilt washed over me. My attention. Closing my legs brought tears of pain to my eyes. I didn't know how I was going to get back home without Max. I groaned again at the thought of him wandering back into the farmyard with those dildos glued upright on his saddles, and my clothes in his saddle bag.Fortunately I only had to walk for about twenty minutes before I came across Max grazing on the short dry grass. I dressed and rode home with some difficulty. Riding was agony on my tender crotch and skin. I had to lay off the dildos for.