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My Sins

... started nuzzeling at my neck. I could feel his lips against my throat. Kissing and running the tip of his tongue up my neck to my ear. His penis had not gone completely flacid and had stayed inside me. I could feel it stirring. Hardening. His hips starting to rock slightly. In no time he was filling me entirely again. I was rotating my hips in a circle greeting his thrusts with my wet cunt pulling him deeper into me with my legs. he lifted me off the wall and we moved to the wing back chair in the corner and I stradeled him. Never loosing him from inside me. I held onto his shoulders while I rode his hardness. He felt even bigger this time. Maybe my flesh was just more sensitive after have had an orgasm moments before. As I rode his cock my lips spread wide open and my hard protruding clit was rubbing his pelvice just above the shaft of his cock. Stimulating me from the out side while the head of his penis was stimulating my gspot on the inside. It wasnt long and I began to cum again. I rained copious amouts of cum all over his cock and balls which set off another orgasm in Father Paul. He rocked his hips up slamming into my hot spasming cunt letting go another load of cum. We both shuddered and collapsed into the chair his arms enveloping me, my head on his chest and my sex dripping our cum all over his lap. " I dont want to let you go " "I dont want you to let me go " Deep breath " I will be missed by the sisters, you know that Father?' " Yes my child, I do" " I dont want ...

... to be apart from you for very long" " Don't wory child we wont be" He buttoned up the front of my dress. I noticed that one of the buttons had a tear behind it that would need mending. I got off his lap and straighted up my dress and retrieved my underwear while Father tucked and zipped his pants, His hair no wors the wear. Doing chores seemed so tedious now. I couldnt wait for the time I could sneak away and see Father Paul privately. All day I kept wondering what that beautiful cock with the huge head would feel like in my ass. Better yet what his cum woud taste like . All day long I kept thinking of the most wonderful things to do with and to Father Paul . It made me want to touch my self. Since our experice in the Sacristy , something was different in me. It was as if something had been unlocked. I wanted do to anything and every thing I could with and for Father Paul. I had a constant itch that needed to be scratched. And I didnt feel guilty about wanting it scratched. I was still working in the office . September and new semesters of classes were going to begin soon. There was a lot of prep work to be done. Lesson plans and work sheets to be mimeographaphed , coalated and stapeled. The business offices were crammed full of boxes. Errasers, chalk and other supplies to be checked in and then delivered to the rooms at the school building. So I had a couple of assistants to help me. The girls from the shower were long gone. But their memory had always lingered as did the ...