Her face was in his groin as she revealed his cock. “It’s Esme,” said a surprisingly low and sexual voice. Okxxx “I think you might have some, Father, I can smell it …. But the thing is I fucking love all the fucking I get but then, suddenly, I realize that it’s not right, is it Father? “Fuck, Father! They don’t wash too good and I fucking love sniffing their dirty cocks and skinning them down and making a big show of licking their caviar. Father Michael parked his car at the end of the track, behind the barn as instructed. The girls pointy tongue was now licking under the glans and she was collecting his filth in her mouth. Yessss! Do you like the look of it, Father?
