Her childish confessions rarely moved to anything more serious than envy, though on occasion she admitted telling the odd white lie, and occasionally ...to being nasty to one of her six younger siblings.Father Creggan was a very old man, and even older in spirit than in years; however it was not a fashionable parish and there was little sign of a replacement until Father Reilly came along as curate, specifically asking for this parish as he had been born and brought up in the area. He was also. He then stopped kissing me, leaned down a bit and pulling the top of my babydoll down, leaned in and started sucking on my tits. When he stopped "You like that you fuckin' cunt" he asked me as he shoved his hand into my wet cunt "Yes, yes" I answered back "It feels fuckin' good" I added "You want my fuckin' black cock don't you whore?" he then asked "Oh please yes" I answered "I want your fuckin' black cock" I added and he forced me down onto my knees and with one hand, undid his belt, unzipped. .” Keith moaned and took a deep breath before diving in, licking my cunt, which was already dripping with my juices. Keith’s tongue was driving me wild! Slowly he lapped up my juices as his tongue entered my hot channel, fucking my cunt. He sucked one nether lip and then the other. Oh my god, I felt like I was in heaven. His lips latched onto my swollen mound as his fingers slid into my hole. I moaned against Sam’s mouth as I lost myself to the pleasure. “Mmmmm . . . you guys are good.” Too. “...good.” My words are fractured. I want to convey the growing bubble of bliss in my belly. My imminent orgasm froths and surges. Sensible sentences crash and splinter. I push his chest from mine with a hint of urgency, brace my hands against his thighs. My pussy contracts around it's delicious invasion. I think of lounge-rooms, disco balls and raw mince meat, preventing an orgasmic explosion. My anus tingles. My lover grunts. Eyes are wide open, he looms above me, strong arms slung either.