August 15th, 2014 
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You know The Flesh is Weak with that I must confess I have had this forbidden fantasy for a long time, ever since my father used to make us all go to church every Sunday. I happened to meet a this man (and minister of the cloth) that was everything I said this one was and this is what went on in my fifteen year old mind when I met him. The flesh is so weak…please read on…
He was tall and handsome the kind of man every young girl dreams of, sexy bedroom eyes and his voice was strong and authoritative and very clear when he spoke. Everyone was hanging on his every word but all I could see was how good he looked. I guess I had been day dreaming cause when everyone stood and move towards the front I blindly did the same. I knelt down and waited for for my turn and when it came as he stood in front of me, he looked down at me and smiled and I opened my mouth and politely eased my tongue out of my mouth to accept the communion wafter he place upon it. He smiled as he looked and my tongue lightly touched his finger and the look in his eyes told me he felt it too. Yes, I was lusting after the Pastor and it seems it was not all one sided.
Communion Sunday always seemed like it took so long but that day I did’nt care. I watched every move he made every step he took and ever gesture of his hand and every last word that came out of his mouth I ate them up. As the service came to a close and he dismissed the congregation, I waited in line like everyone else waiting to shake his hand. When it was my turn, I shook his hand and our eyes met and I could feel the electricity travel from his hand to mine and right down to my aching pussy. My nipples got hard and I’m sure he could see the outline of them through the material of my dress cause let’s face it, I do have nice big nipples. We made the pleasant church goer conversation and I moved along. Every Sunday Pastor ate dinner at a different family’s home and I had forgotten that this was our Sunday.
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Gina
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That’s how I roll..always naughty. Kisses!
The flesh is very weak indeed !!!
Hehe and you would know my little weak and needy one.
You make me want to become a preacher!!! You really have a way of painting a picture with the sexiest brush around. Makes me feel as if I’m right there in the room with you. Great job.
You can be my Pastor any day of the week. Glad you liked it. Let’s go to Fantasy Land. Kisses!