Forgive me father for i have sinned...

They couldn't keep their hands off of each other as they left the restaurant after dinner. It was wonderful, both enjoyed steak and lobster with a fine wine and wonderful conversation. They have been dating for a few months now and the sex was phenomenal ! She loved the way he felt inside of her, he knew all the right places to touch, lick, suck and fuck.

There was a chill in the air that send shivers over her body. They had left while the sun was up and she had not planned on the weather change when it had gotten dark. He wrapped his strong arms around her and pulled her to the front of him. He walked with her walking backwards, her hands on his firm ass and their lips together. He felt her hard nipples brush against his chest and knew he had to have her soon. His cock straining against his jeans.

She felt his hands grab her ass and begin to slide her skirt up. She knew if they didn't find somewhere to go then he would push her against the wall and take her on the sidewalk. She pulled away from him, grabbing his hand and running into the first set of open doors she saw.

They had run into a church ! She didn't care though as he had teased her to a point of no return. She needed to feel this man inside of her. The church was empty except for one person currently praying up front. She grabbed his hand and ran towards the confessionals. She checked the doors and neither was locked so she opened the door and pulled him in.

They kissed hard, almost biting as she pulled his pants down to his ankles. She pushed him down on the bench and hiked her skirt up . He stopped her before she tried to sit on his throbbing cock. He didn't want to make it that easy for her.. They were in a church, she was going to beg for him . He placed his hand over her sex, his fingers at her hole and his thumb at her hard little clit. She sucked in her breath, not sure what her was doing but knowing she needed to cum soon. He began to rub her clit with his thumb as he slid a finger into her wet hole, searching for her g spot. She lifted a leg up and placed her heeled foot on the bench next to him and her hands on the walls to steady herself as he fingered her in the confessional. His curved finger gently rubbing the right spot. A bead of sweat rolled down her face as she began to tremble, her juices running down his hand and dripping onto the floor.

She was softly moaning Oh God Richard , as he brought her to orgasm. Her knees grew weak and he turned her so her ass was in his face. He rubbed it lightly, sliding his wet fingers down to tease her tight little hole. She shuddered again and decided he wasn't going to run the show anymore. Reaching down she grabbed his cock and lowered her wet little pussy right down on it. He filled her up so well, stretching her nicely. He reached up and cupped her breasts in his hand as she rocked back and forth over his hard cock. His whispers turned into moans as she increased speed, her hips bouncing up and down. He was so close to his orgasm. He lowered his hand and rubbed her hard nub making her cum again, nice and hard over his thick cock. She fucked him so wonderfully in the confessional, hips rocking and gyrating as her velvet walls wrapped around his hardness. He couldn't hold it any longer and finally let go, filling her with stream after stream of his juices. His hands firmly squeezing her breasts as he held her pussy down tightly , shooting his cum deep inside of her.

They were spent, bodies breathing hard, sweat rolling off of them as she sat still, enjoying the feel of his cock going soft inside of her. There juices running down to a puddle on the floor. She leaned her head back as he kissed her ear, whispering to her that she was incredible. They were trying to catch their breath and get dressed when suddenly the window slid open and she saw that the Father thought someone was there for a confession. She leaned over to pick up her panties and said, " forgive me Father for I have sinned….

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