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My Sins
Date: 3/7/2016, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Rape, Author: randie, Rating: 33.3, Source: sexstories.com
that washed over the ornate architecture and fixtures. Some churches are bright and airy this one was mellow and some what shadowy. Even on the brightest of days . Father Paul was in the Apse standing at the altar changing the altar cloth and other vestments from green to white for the following days services. I stood watching him from a distance. I could watch him for hours and not tire of it. His hair was almost silver now and even with the dim lighting it shown with points of light. He most often wore jeans that were form fitting enough that could make out his fit body beneath. The muscles of his back and shoulders visible through the fabrick of his shirt. I slowly walked up the isle and took the steps up to the alter. "Hello" His voice a bit more throaty sounding then usual . I came up behind him and wrapped my arms around him putting my face on his back. He placed his hands over mine . For a few moments we just stood there. Feeling each others breathing and warmth. I slid my hand down his stomach to the top of his jeans and undid the top button. Contiuning to slid my hand under the waist of his pant down to the curly dark hair that surrounded his beautiful hardening penis. I grasped his hardness and moaned. I wanted to taste him. I needed to taste him . So I stepped around and infront of him tugging at his zipper and then lowering his pants and I dropped to my knees in front of him. My back side touching the sacred altar. His rock hard member was beautiful.. The head ...