We “browsed” for aminute or two, and then headed for the video booths.Several men were cruising the booths, and all watchedas we stepped i...nto a booth that I knew had a gloryhole.A pretty young woman was a rarity here, especially backthen!“What the Hell are we doing here?” Ann asked again.“I’m going to suck a cock, if you really want to see medo it!” The discussion would have gone on, but the guyin the next booth wasn’t waiting for an invitation.. “Oh, yes, Father. Your cock. Oh, God, yes. Keep fucking me.”Joy, enhanced by his unholy communion, could withstand the priest’s appetite. His cum smeared her naked body. It matted her blonde curls. Streaks of drying jizz flaked as she gasped and bucked, bent over the priest’s desk.And the clench of her bowels were divine on the priest’s cock, building the pressure in his balls. His hands gripped her, strong. He grew younger with every passing minute, aging down from his late forties back to a. He pulls his hand back too, not allowing any penetration."Why so impatient?" he questions, continuing his assault of my senses. His lips move down to my chest gently nibbling, and kissing me in the most delectable spots. "You know that I never disappoint." As those words come from his lips, he thrusts two fingers into me, quickly and without warning. I moan loudly, pressing my hips up to meet his fingers. "Oh, yes," I pant out, finding it hard to concentrate on anything other than his fingers. You have nothing to be ashamed of." Jane reminded him."I'm not ashamed." Bob said. "Embarrassed, I'd say, but what guy wouldn't be, wearing stuff like this?" Just forget the 'guy' thing." Jane ordered. "You're a woman now... remember." I'm working on that." Bob said. "But I still feel like a pretender." You look real enough to me." Jane said curtly. "And I know you can do it."Bob removed the exercise clothes and the underwear bought to go with it. He put his original panty and bra back on, and.