“Fuck, man, this is too far! I’m not gay, I thought we were just fucking around.”Joe had stopped pumping Matt’s cocked. In fact, it looked as ...though he had pretty much passed out. Matt pushed him off and Joe’s head fell onto the log he was sitting on.“Well, he’s down and out,” I laughed. “And now it’s time for you to get down... on this.” I stood up and pushed my cock into Matt’s face. He looked up at me with his blue eyes. He didn’t say anything. He just took my cock into his mouth. He went. ..It drove me crazy and by now I was so randythat I was now loudly responding to my boyfriends programmed moans andutterings of affection with similar statements of my own. My legsencircled his and my hands were holding on to his hard bumenthousiastically welcoming the whole 8 inch of his manhood into mynow so wanton pussy.With me now totally in rapture, aunty's camera was clicking away shotafter shot of her totally adorable 'niece' and her suitor. At acertain point my body was actually shaking. One day I got home from work at a quarter to one, and he had lunch ready for me. He took up setting the table for supper regularly. He emptied the dishwasher every morning. One afternoon he started cleaning the garage--that was easily a twenty-thousand coupon job, and he didn't come anywhere near finishing that day, but I paid by the hour. He began to amass a nice collection of coupons. Occasionally he would part with five hundred for a quality hug, and I guess he spent maybe a thousand on. She felt safe that he would forgive her for her sins and that he would only administer her penance with her robes still left in place and not pulled up like Father Andrews or Father Byrnes would do just to see the humiliation on her face as they swatted her backside with the official penance paddle.She had come to the conclusion that the French speaking priest had assumed that all of her most mortal of sins were expression of her internal thoughts and not actual reality as she had related them.