Joe's black shirttails. My one arm encircling hisnarrow waist to hold him firmly in place, I start paddling Fr. Joe's palelittle rump with the wooden ...cross. His small buns quiver and bounce with eachstinging blow of the wooden cross. He mutters in Latin, in between his pleasfor forgiveness, as I continue to thrash his small priestly ass, theGregorian chants on the cd making me even hornier. Soon, Fr. Joe's small ass is criss-crossed withcross-shaped welts, those smooth. And look at the way she is teasing his erection with the tip of her tongue.”“Who took the pics, a male or female? Ask them if the person who took the pics can take some more of us when we visit?”On the way to their condo we are both anticipating an exciting new sexual experience. “Has Pam organised a photographer?,” I ask. “An extra buzz for me if she has.” “Yes she has, an extra buzz for me also, a thirty-year old male.”When we arrive the photographer, Jim, greets us at the door with an. After she had tongue fucked my ass to her contentment she placed the plug at the little rosebud of my ass and started pushing. I could tell it was larger with some discomfort but no real pain. As a matter of fact it was turning me on a little and I told the girls so. They all laugher and said that was a good thing. Mom said that was about the size if my cock, maybe a little larger but not as big as your Dad’s, that will be the next size up.The girls got their showers and we all went to the. That pressure that was dumped in her mind regarding sex, was bursting now. We both were squeezing each other’s buttocks like balls. We really enjoyed each other’s facial expressions. She said that she feels me like her boyfriend. She slowly started rubbing my cock over my pants with her fingers. Already my 7 inch cock was in full attention position and it was electrifying when she touched. After 20 minutes, we broke our kiss.With my pants on, she started biting my balls gently, with a fantastic.