The weeks passed and Father Francis, Susan and Gillian settled into a very pleasant domestic routine.
Although Gillian was 27 and divorced she quite accepted that Father Francis would have her over his knee and pull her lovely white cotton panties down before fondling her pink buttocks. Gillian had nowhere else to live and was quite happy to play 'his obedient slave' as the old priest played with her.
Father Francis often took Susan doggie fashion around the house in various rooms as he had done before. With the new arrangements Gillian usually watched them. After a few times she started to enjoy it and masturbated herself as her mother and the elderly priest shagged.
Then one Sunday evening Father Francis asked Gillian and her mother to come and see him in his bedroom. When they entered they found the old priest lying on the bed. He had obviously just showered and was wearing only his dressing gown. Gillian thought he wanted his usual relaxing blow-job and started to undo his dressing gown.
However, this time the Father put out his hand to stop her. He smiled kindly at Gillian: "Not today my child. Today I'm going to fuck you! Your mother and I have discussed it and we feel it's time you paid a little something more towards your board & lodgings."
Gillian gasped in shock and looked in horror at her mother: "Mum I thought you were always going to be the only one who Father Francis fucked?"
Susan laughed: "This time sweetheart the Father's going to play 'hide the sausage' with you whilst I look on and play with my hairy pussy."
Gillian knew she had no choice if she wanted to continue living at the priest's house and very reluctantly nodded her head in acceptance. "OK Father what do you want me to do?" The priest laughed at Gillian's facial expression as he climbed off the bed and took off his dressing gown: "Don't look so horrified Gillian, your mother has taken a good screwing from me for years and your dear father loved to watch me fucking her. Now my child please take off all your clothes and lie on the bed."
With a final shrug of acceptance Gillian stripped off her clothes and lay back on the bed her legs tightly closed. Her mother looked at her: "Gillian, don't be so silly. Open your legs nice and wide, Father Francis wants to see your lovely hairy bush.
As Gillian obeyed her mother, Susan looked across at the priest who stood looking down at Gillian his penis hard and erect. "Well Father, we can see you're more than ready to have my daughter but I don't think she's ready for you just yet!"
