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Mary got up quickly. "Come on," she said, grabbing her dress and pulling it on as she led me out of the room, and I switched out the light as we left. She led me down the darkened hallway to the first floor, and then to the opposite side of the guest house from that which the men were approaching. She led me out a back door and into the cool night air.
"I'm sorry we couldn't worship longer," she whispered, "But I hope you've seen how wonderful the love of God can be." She smiled, looking down at my nakedness. "But now I send you forth, like John the Baptist, to be as one crying out in the wilderness, heralding the coming of the kingdom of God. We shall meet again, Kurt, if it is in God's plan, and I feel confident that it is."
"Good luck with your new version of Christianity," I told her, "it seems like it should catch on pretty quickly."
She grinned, and pointed into the woods. "There are other wealthy estates dotting these hills. To our west is one which, according to my father, belongs to a profoundly sinful man. You should find yourself right at home." She laughed softly, then turned, listening as the men's voices came closer. "Go, now," she whispered, "I must sneak back to the house before they find you gone."
I gave her one last kiss, deep and wet, and grabbed her ass through her dress, then turned and ran into the forest, which by now was starting to seem like my natural habitat.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 2 years agoI like how the Christian woman was realistic and understood living in a sinful world (fornicating) while also understand her strong sexual desires and how she wanted to satisfy his needs.
She didn't particularly care his penis wasn't Christian life her. All she wanted was for him to fuck her and push deep into her, giving her all those sensations she craved.
It must've given him a perverse joy being able to thrust deep into the good Christian girl's pussy. It was quite an education for the nonbeliever to learn how Christian girls have deep needs as well.
As she felt his penis spasming and knew he would soon fill her sweet pussy with his sperms, did she think of God, her faith or moral convictions? Or, more likely, she held him even more tightly, raising her legs and wrapping them around him as he plunged deeper into her, spurting his godless nonChrsitian sperms deep into this Sister in Christ's sexy pussy, which he would fuck throughout the night and on future dates..
fanfarealmost 10 years agoNow we know where all those stories about Sasquatch aka The Abominable Woodsman, originated.
Gotta wonder how long Kurt has been wandering around out there?
