If they’re as needy as they sound, then I wana make sure we get the boy in…into ‘counseling’, heh-heh.”
He led Dott to a confessional booth that was like others he’d seen except that above a latticed opening for penitents to speak there was a one-way glass. He was a priest, in a church, and he had his dick down a young parishioner’s throat with the full blessing of the chief priest and the boy’s parents. Sexvideo Counseling schedule.”
He turned to Jenni. His counseling appointment for 1pm was still ten minutes away, but the Perlins were usually early, a matter that pleased him because their son was a good cocksucker and Dott was eager to feel that warm, needy, and longlasting mouth.
