I lay back and threw my arm over my eyes enjoying the after glow of such an intense extreme sexual experience. My thoughts turned to Richard and what ...had happened between us. My mind fought back and forth. I could have stopped everything. Why didn’t I ? Was the question that loomed over me.My thoughts were interrupted by someone’s soft wet lips encircling my nipples as his tongue trailed from one hard crinkled nipple to the next. Taking little nibbling bites as it traversed between my breast. I. She moved her tongue back down, slowly. I wanted to beg her to bring it back up and touch my clit again, but all that came out were the remnants of those gasps. My world was being turned upside down and body slammed every thirty seconds by this girl! Stacey's tongue got firmer and pushed into my pussy crease a little further as she started her way back up. Slowwwwwwwwwwwwly back up. This time when she got to my clit she flicked it a little. More lightning up into me. More soundless. . or Paul or Father Corcoran? I suspect that if it’s Father Corcoran, I’ll have to keep it a secret so that he isn’t defrocked. Maybe it will be Bruce instead. Maybe it will be Gavin. I don’t know, but we’ll work it out, whatever happens, I trust,” Natalie thought aloud.“Of course, we’ll work it out, my dear bride! It’s quite simple. I’m claiming any children from this marriage, period. Try and stop me. I’ll check paternity for medical reasons and curiosity, but I’m claiming the children. Gavin. Brad then surprised me by promising to show up at the door when the tunnel was completed, just in case something went wrong.Donna was fine, although Lindsay was feeling more than a bit sick, thanks to her pregnancy. She was more cheerful though, as the prospect of keeping her body looking young and vibrant was of vital importance to the young former model. Donna actually stepped into the hallway to whisper to me. "I can't get her to believe that I would love her no matter what she looked like..