She kissed his lips, and as they kissed, she ran her hand through his slick hair. She loved the silky feel of it between her fingers. His solid body p...ressed into hers, and she could feel his hard chest rub against her nipples. He now dipped his hand between her thighs, and slid it up, under her skirt, into her inner thigh, which he began caressing. He massaged the sensitive flesh with relish, before grazing his fingers across her pussy through her wet panties. Jasmine moaned as he found her. Then things got even worse. When the client finally left, I hurried to change into my costume. In my rush, I went to grab my bag from my desk, and knocked over a huge cup of coffee all over myself. My costume was wrecked, and I was pissed. I know looking back on it, I could have sucked it up, and worn it anyway. But I was in a bad enough mood to call it quits and change back into my work clothes. I left the office in a huff, and went to the party about 2 hours late. When I arrived it was a lot. Kissed it over my tops. Aaahhhh.. What a feel it was!! Can’t pen down those feelings. He started to bite them, squeeze gently and gave a hard bite on my nipple. I shouted “Ooooh.. fuck.. its paining you fucker”. It was so damn fucking hurting. I pushed him off me and continued saying you will pay for what you have down. He smiled and shook his head as if he is agreeing. Again within seconds he pounced back on me, and started to kiss me. He started with forehead this time. Slowly moved to my. Incest was as pervasive during biblical times as it is now. Many of the women who have had sex with me, their priest, are survivors of incest. After all the women that I’ve bedded, if I had my druthers, incest is always the best. Yes, indeed, I love having incestuous sex myself,’ said Father Thomas smiling. ‘So, tell me. Refresh my memory, my son. Tell me the names of your mother and sister so that I know who it is you are wanting in your bed. Who are they my son?’ ‘I’m not your son and it’s.