As I was setting the washer-my heart both sank andleapt in the same beat; Jill was getting into the car,panting slightly after having run back from th...e shop. Icould smell the alcohol on her breath and knew now whyshe’d been a bit weird on the trip over. booze alwayshad strange and unpredictable effects on my family andJill was no exception.The auto-washer started it’s cycle surrounding us withsuds and jets of water. Our eyes met, and at thatmoment we knew it all,. We each knew what. Uncle Joe started stroking his own cock with long strokes, slowly, up and down. It was a beautiful sight. He grabbed the priest’s penis and put it on top of his and with his large hands encircling both cocks he started pumping, back and forth, back and forth. The priest moaned loudly;- Oh sweet lord, thank you for rewarding me with this beautiful cock. Oh lord...- Not so fast old man. Hold it in or I’m stopping right now. - I’m sorry, I’ll be OK said the priest panting. Father Leon’s voice was. I ran, and practically jumped on him. I was swept into the biggest hug of my life, with pelvic contact.He looked amazing."Wow, you look great," he said, grinning. He had a great smile, and really hot dimples."Thanks! So do you!" Thanks," we laughed. Who knew why?"Hi, I'm Nick," he introduced himself."Hey, I'm Justin. Sorry to steal Laur away..." he slipped an arm around my waist, his hand resting on my hip at the exact place between where my shirt stopped and my skirt started. His touch made me. Johnny applied the lube directly into her, rubbed some around her pucker then coated himself.He spread her cheeks and guided his cock to her, he pressed in.Monica moaned when he entered her, his head stretching her again. She started sobbing into her pillow as he pulled back on her hips piercing her with his shaft. He wasn’t violent but he wasn’t slow either, steadily he pulled her back as he slid deeper into her.She felt her bottom contact his pubic hair, he was in her. He started to.