I could see the white pussy juice on her fingers. So I stopped her and took her right hand and put them in my mouth and licked the thick juice off of ...her fingers. I didn't know her, all I knew was pussy juice and the smell of it. I closed my eyes my eyes and tasted the bitter cream and circled my tongue around her fingers. And when I opened my eyes, I saw on her face, the expression of relief and that she finally found the freak she's been seeking. There's got to be a way to eat this pussy. Then asked.’do you think we could go to your place?’ i was quite surprised for a moment.’well yes, i have no objection, if you don’t. Let’s go.’ we went out to the car. I again held the door open for her, and there was just a slight hint of surprise as i did. ‘Do you always do that?”what?”hold the door.’ i grinned.’only for lovely ladies.”oh yes, just so you can get a glimpse of leg.’ i laughed.i turned into my avenue, and parked. She followed me into the lounge, and i went straight through and. 'Thank you for coming, ' she said politely, as if I had a choice.'I've thoroughly read your report and actually agree with most of your conclusions.'That was the first shock.'But before we continue, I have one big question. Knowing how you feel about me why did you suggest me as M.D. and not one of the more senior men?' Natasha looked up at me and with a look I couldn't quite describe, added, 'even with the need for a buffer.'I thought for a moment and decided that as I had nothing to lose,. Without waiting for the Priest to say anything, I said, “Bless me, Father, for I have sinned.”Then I heard a familiar voice, it was Father McNamara, the young Irish Priest that so many women in the church literally drooled over. Damn my panties were getting wet as I began sobbing out my sad story of lust, incest, and lesbianism.Father McNamara remained calm and spoke with compassion as he related the repentance that I would be required to fulfill to achieve absolution. I eagerly agreed to the.