"Wait inside. I'll be there in a few minutes." Thank you, Father," grinned Mary.She spun, her skirt flaring up, flashing the bottoms of her asscheeks ...and a hint of pink, frilly panties before she marched in. Father Augustine's cock ached harder. Sweat broke out across his forehead as he watched her hips sway."Wow," Joy whispered. "What a whore." She's just like you," Father Augustine growled. He turned and pinched Joy's hard nipple through her blouse. "You'll be quiet when you follow me into. The love of my life was quite capable of fighting dirty, and as I was desperate not to accidentally hurt her with my greater weight, she tended to always win these play fights. Mind you, the kissing to make up was always the best bit!We did agree that Vee had looked incredibly happy, and that there was clearly more to it than just having been very well fucked.There was, of course, no doubt that she had been; the contented expression on her face had been unmistakeable to two people who had seen. We started playing quarters and were having a great time. Rachel’s friend had hit it off with one of my friends and they were making out. Rachel was getting a little wasted and wanted to lie down on the bed. We hit it off really well and I joined her on the bed. MTV music videos were playing, but were listening to the radio. Rachel and I were kissing; nothing too serious while the others were playing cards. Then, the song “Casanova” came on the radio. Rachel jumped up, ran across the room and. Blubbering like a baby, she wept tears of joy and confusion as her mind burst into a trillion pleasure filled bubbles. Oblivious to her ecstasy, her son kept humping her, forcing his cock even deeper into her as it shot its hot, stickiness into her.Groveling in the torrent of pleasure that was pouring from the core of her femininity, she felt the bubbles inside her head begin to burst one by one. She wallowed in the sinfulness of their union as the bubbles burst and burst and burst, showering.