“He ... he suicided. Genrico and I left him alone to dress while we questioned the other priest. When we went back to check on him, we found he had ...taken a ceremonial knife and cut his throat. He never made a sound. He just lay down on the floor and sliced a gash out of his neck.”Julia felt tears on her cheeks and she didn’t know why. She hadn’t known the boy. She had only seen him briefly. She decided it was the deadness in his eyes that had struck a chord in her. She could imagine what her. We were both getting hard, Skinny was starting to gasp and moan a bit and I told him to be quite since the door was closed and someone might hear us. He continued to moan though, and I stopped feeling him, then he stopped feeling me. We both were staring at each other, dressed as women, all our clits pulled out, hoping no one would catch us, the excitement of opening a new adventure hitting our brain. Skinny leaned over and kissed me, tongue down my throat with me responding unwillingly, I was. He stopped jerking and I replaced his hand with mine. "MMMMM” he moaned that feels great as I started to slide my hand up and down on his wonderful cock. Stroking that hard smooth cock was turning me on greatly. His head was deep red and velvety soft. He was oozing precum already so I used my thumb to rub it all over his sensitive glans. Moans of approval escaped his mouth as he said “your hand feels amazing, I like it nice and slow” I let my hand move up and down the 9”inches of his length.. Thank you and enjoy I still weigh little more than I did when I was in my twenties, as I try to either cycle or run six days every week, and I am often told that I could pass for ten years younger than I am. Consequently I still catch the attention of women not only of my age, but also on occasions of women much younger, which I naturally enjoy, and on rare occasions, I indulge my desires when I feel a mutual attraction.So it was that I had a little adventure three days ago. I was shopping for.