Still, the idea of my Master wanting me was a tonic to my nerves and I relaxed, smiling just a little as I waited for him.He did make love to me then ...nd it was much as I remembered it to be from my previous life. Master was quiet and gentle, touching me all over and spending his kisses on my body as if I were a real woman. He kissed my breasts, sucking and teasing my nipples while I writhed and cradled his head. It was good like that, the sucking part especially, but I missed the rough tongue. They would leave looking sheepish, trying to sneak out un-noticed, embarrassed, wiping their lips & trying to hide the staines on their dresses.Father Dean was in his mid 50's, a thick set man with a wide smile, an irish accent & from the outine in his trousers, some quite large man parts.A new, younger, trainee priest, Father Jeremy, arrived in summer. He was fresh out of university, he had handsome good looks, a healthy fit sculptured body & an amazing smile. He and father Dean got on quite. More

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