#76869 - It should not have been erotic but for me, a young woman, I imagined him stripped of that cloth, revealing a deprived penis which I would anoint with my lips, lick with my tongue, work my feminine magic on his body until he was alive, erect, dripping with pre-cum and my body ready to stir him to a religious experience…me leaping on the cross, grasping his shoulders, lifting to position and my legs embracing that body, looking down at his hard cock in full display between my legs, lunging my cunt onto his hard cock…Him mumbling: “Forgive me Father…but she knows what to do. Now I had both priests…one on either side…and slipped their robes to their waists. Father Daniel was holding me from behind, massaging my waist and lifting my dress.