*******I started my morning by going to a Catholic Mass in Douglas, Wyoming. I was raised Catholic. I used to go to Mass every Sunday and also to Satu...rday Catechism class. I've gotten away from that, but i do find Mass soothing to my soul and i often drift off during the service into reflective thought.It was a beautiful Mass today. But as the service moved along to Holy Communion, i regretted that i could not take part in the Sacrament because i had not gone to Confession. I dreamed about how. Mum's breathing became hard. Soft sighs became whines and groans. Her hips began to grind against my hand faster as she urged me to move my hand more rapidly. Finally, she let out a loud yelp, and quickly mumbled, "Don't stop, Please dont stop darling!" So I kept on going, producing more groans and moans until she finally pushed my hand away and buried her face in my neck. We lay like that for a long time. I think we both napped a little before mum got up and put on her flimsy robe. "What would. She was swept up in all the sensation, confusing pleasures. She stopped resisting, she just leaned into it, let it wash all over her. He was grabbing onto her, pushing his nails into her shoulder, trembling all over. She felt his cock pulsating, her pussy throbbing. ‘Cum for Daddy,’ his voice stuttering, stumbling. Over and over again. ‘Cum for Daddy. Cum like a good girl. Go one. You’re permitted to.’ It was like an explosion of feelings, rushing through her body, intoxicating her. Her. The young man looked confused. ‘Yes, I’m Darren Howard. Who are you?’ She felt her face go red. ‘ I-I’m Andrea, the new housemaid.’ Darren shook his head. ‘Oh well I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to be rude or sound rude. I just thought maybe you were a burglar or something.’ Andrea laughed. ‘Oh no nothing like that. Please sir come in.’ She stepped back letting him inside. He walked in holding just one huge suitcase. ‘Do you want me to take your suitcase up to your room?’ Andrea asked politely. ‘No.