All I could think of was what Uncle Joe had said to the priest. I need to talk to him about the tithe for the church. He didn’t come to mass this morning so I figured I would come here instead. I need to feel it in my mouth again. Please let me try. The semen was swelling the soft and tender skin that now looked like a small balloon spilling thick cream. It overwhelmed me. The priest left elated. I hadn’t noticed “at all” that the magazine was in a dirty magazine. It’s all I think about. I realized his thumb was about the size of the priest’s dick. Father Leon grabbed it again and got on his knee to try and put the cock in his mouth. They were less than 10 feet from me and had no clue I was there. Bye! – Can’t you just jerk off Father? I thought about Aunt Leslie who had to put that thing in her pussy and my legs crossed from fear.
