I had a friend who would do a favor for me. Yes, he was the guy who had an affair with Tonya, but he had done so because Tonya had told him that we we...re in the process of divorce. He was also pissed off at Tonya, but he still had to work with her. I wanted control back, and I wanted Tonya to stand on her own feet. If I could use Ben to make this happen, it would make my life feel more like mine again. I was not the helpless victim in my dream, but the guy pulling strings and making things. "Yes, yes, father. Oh, yes. That's what I need. Fuck me. Pound me. Make me explode. Oh, yes. I'm so hot for you."The meaty thwack of his balls resounded through the room as the priest used her asshole to satiate his desires. He closed his eyes, picturing first Lynette slamming her perky ass back into him, then Abigail, her red hair flying.Fuck my cunt, Father, he imagined the wild vampiress moaning. Your cock is so much thicker than my husband's. Ooh, yes. Damien's dick is so pathetic. If only. . I can't keep anything from her, that woman twists my words until everything I know tumbles out; Dorothy knows it was your idea now." I'm glad it worked out for both of you," I mumbled, "but, I really wish she thought it was your idea. It's better for you that way." Sorry, Von." It is hard to keep a woman in the dark," I replied, "I have my own problems with that too." If it is any consolation, Dorothy said you were a good influence on me," he said, "and she likes you even more now." That's. Plopping down on the bed beside him, I fire up the second half of the joint from earlier. Taking a deep pull, I then grab Dustin by the hair—and pulling him towards me, blow the smoke out into his mouth. Then I suck down about half the beer, and shuck out of my jeans. Dustin's whole face lights up in awe, as he takes into view my throbbing 9” of thick jock cock. Cock snot is ozzing from my piss slit—and I command him to lick it up. As his tongue comes down and touch my piss slit, my dick leaps.