He considered using Rachel’s again, but that wouldn’t prove much. Maybe someone famous like an actress or singer. No, he might wind up on the fron...t cover of a tabloid. Mis. Summerfield, his Business Ethics Professor, too risky. Xena Pride maybe?No sooner did the name pop into his head than Arthur’s hand move to write it onto the page. Realizing what he was doing Arthur quickly crossed the name out. His neighbor’s girlfriend was not a good choice.Xena PrideCrossing the name out didn’t erase it. Johns Cathedral in Duketown has a fame for tolerance of sexual sinsHis virtual girlfriends from the net flock from everywhere to do their Confessions at himAlessandra is a local girl, attending mass at Sundays sometimes, when I lead the ceremonyAlessandra prefers private talks though, sometimes she gets a bit too friendly with FatherAlessandra plays a great girlish game with her beloved spiritual Father PeterAlessandra has confessed earlier at me, always being very honest, trying to be. Jackie moaned as she had sucked in her stomach in pleasure and clutched the bed post harder feeling the sensation of lips on her nipples. It had felt as if there had been one hand rubbing her pussy and the other holding her breast as a mouth suckled and softly bit on her nipple. The lips had then moved down to her navel and the tongue moved around a little before delving deeply into her belly button. The pleasurable sensations flowed over her as she had felt that all her senses were in over. “Oh, wow, yes, oh,oh,” she gasped as one thrust of Darren’s hips pierced her inner being and took him into her deeper, hidden treasure. Darren immediately began to piston her tunnel, the walls of her pussy wet but tight around his thick, immense cock. Darren gave her long strokes, withdrawing slowly but plunging powerfully, always varying the lengths: sometimes he supplied most of him, others only half or less. But Anne bucked her hips and rocked her head side-to-side when he pounded all the.