He seduced me one early afternoon after school but then the fun began as I shamed him to admit that he was a sinful fucking machine…not just with me but with both Becky and me…I loved riding him and sucking him off with a religious zeal. I tasted the blood from his ear and swallowed and held him…HELD HIM…I opened my eyes but it was a blur…I shook my head and cried out for another thrust and another climax taking all my soul and body…then he slowed…don’t slow…keep fucking…never…never stop…but he slowed and laid on me…an impaled young woman. I had to cool down a bit before we got into the ‘lamb’ part of the afternoon. One afternoon, Becky left early after one of our ‘fuck sessions’ and Father Daniel whispered in my ear: “Phyllis. Tears were on my cheeks…he leaned into me and I bit his ear. I grasped and moved the skin over the head of his enormous cock. He is one hungry, starved fellow these many months of my good behavior.” He was teasing me and I loved it.
