I could hardly believe it; I was one thrust away from being inside a real pussy and forever ending my life as a virgin! As I pushed my hips forward, m...om’s pussy opened up and let me in. It was unbelievable, just awesome. For a wonderful moment part of my cock was enveloped by my mother’s heavenly vagina. She was tight, but I slid in smoothly, helped by my precum and her own copious lubrication. I was only halfway in and the feeling of her pussy already surpassed even the best wet dream I ever. For a moment she was afraid he would come in. The next moment she was afraid he would leave. Abby lay frozen under the sheets and stared at the dark figure, trying not to blink her eyes in case he was a dream after all. Abby no longer trusted herself to tell whether something was real or not. She liked the look of him: those broad shoulders, the narrow hips, the nonchalant way he leaned against the wall. She wondered what he wanted. She did not have any precious possessions, except for her. Our new house is located next to local priest house, who serves in local parish, house. I don’t know how in other catholic countries, but in Lithuania there is a tradition, that priest do not do manual labor. It means he do not mold grass in his garden, do not plow snow on the driveway, do not shovel coal, split firewood and so on. Usually he hires worker to do these tasks. Local parish women often brings for the priest their home made food, so he don’t need to make it himself. Priest must. I want you too. I have done for years, I just never thought you were interested until now!' He pushed her back against the wall and kissed her firmly on the lips, her arms around his neck and his hands on the small of her back, slowly sliding down to grip her arse, squeezing softly with both hands. His tongue explored her mouth for a good 5 minutes, and he had his hand under her bra, pinching her nipple when they finally pulled apart. 'We better get back to lesson, they'll wonder where we are!'.