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My head is bowed as I kneel on the pulpit. My hand pressed together while the rosary beads lay draped around my soft pale skin tangled along my wrist. The black veil and gown masks my burning desire as my head lifts to see him. Rising slowly walking over to where he is sat. My hands drop the beads unravel as the slide between my long painted nails smashing against the tiles. My heels echo through the church with each footstep.
Standing behind him, resting my hand on his shoulder clutching lightly leaning over his shoulder whispering ‘Bless me father for I am about to sin’ My finger trails down his jawline tilting his head to meet my gaze. Eyes locked as my tongue glazes my red plump lip as I stand before him. Lifting my habit, my burning red locks fall loosely down my shoulders. Turning my back to him he slowly unzips my grown, the heavy material slides off my shoulders landing at my feet
I stand before him in the glow of the candles. The red lace clings to my curves my chest rises and falls breathing heavy as I sway my hips slowly. Placing my hands on his thighs I push them apart raising my leg resting between his legs. My fingers dance lightly on the lace trim of my thigh high stockings of my suspender belt reaching down my leg. Swirling my fingers teasingly up my inner thigh until I reach the lace material at my sex and drop my leg.
Amen amen amen
Twirling around as my hips roll side to side my hands skim down my side hooking my finger under the band of my gstring releasing with a snap. Laying my hands flat against his muscular thighs I shift myself slowly swaying side to side as I rest against his arousal. Tilting my head back as I meet his stare burning into my soul.
Arching my back against his torso his breath washing over my body as my skin prickles with goosebumps. His fingers running a line through my goosebumps the heat leading towards my sex. My nipples erect pushing closely against the delicate fabric as I lift my hips with each lingering touch he places. My nails digging deep rolling my hips before I rise
Shifting my body to face him I flick the Roman collar from the black of his stiff shirt collar, leaning down I press my red glazed lips to his briefly allowing my tongue to dampen his lips. I straddle his waist, gyrating back and fourth taking a bottle of holy water allowing the sacred drops steam as it immerses my flesh trickling down my stomach
My thigh gripping tightly to his waist as his fingers trace my spine. My hands attach to his broad shoulders arching my back to his touch. Closing my eyes I flick my hair back as my head swirls in a circle until our eyes meet once more. My fingers drag up the nape of his neck leaving drag marks to pull his head to the side. Pressing my tongue flat against his adams apple gliding up along his jawline to nibble his ear
My hands ripple down the front of his shirt taking his hands in mine. Rolling my hips in circles, I guide him up my inner thighs. Finding my feet on the floor I push myself off his knee standing cradling his head against my ample breasts. My finger hooks under his chin lifting his head to my line of vision. He reaches his hand between my legs and cups my firm rounded cheek before he gently brushes a finger along the lace towards my mound
Weaving my hips in a figure of eight watching him intently. Directing my hands to slither gradually down the sides of my burning flesh. Running my cold fingers over my stiffened nipples as I roll my body in towards him. Side stepping slowly I find myself behind him dragging my index finger along the knotted wood of the church pew. Lurching myself forward over his shoulder my hands sprawled down his chest
My hips keep sway hypnotically as I sink my teeth lightly on his shoulder. Crawling my fingers up to grasp his hair drawing his head to the side. My flaming locks dangle over his shoulder dropping my hands tugging his shirt watching as his breathing grows heavy. My tongue glides along his ear teasing his earlobe between my lips… forgive me father for I have sinned I whisper
Standing as I twirl around to his side my long painted nail sweep across his shoulders, our eyes burning together. A smirk curling the edges of my mouth falling to my knees before him. Swirling my head around as I arch my back my legs spread eagle running my fingers down past my navel resting on my sex thrusting my hips.
Amen amen amen
My fingers swirl up his inner thighs slowly rising to my feet. Locking eyes on his rolling my hips as I twirl around. Raising my hands up effortlessly up through my hair. Extending one arm pointing upwards scraping my nails down the inner softness dropping turning around. My hand landing on his crotch as I undo his zip with a flick of my wrist
Gathering to my feet, I snag the long neck of the glass bottle of holy wine. My thumb caressing the tip slowly. My teeth sinking into my bottom lip lifting my gaze towards him. Flicking my thumb as the cork pops, I turn my back to him. With a subtle glance over my shoulder, grabbing the smooth leather of his belt leading him to the shadows.
Strutting into the red lit room, the black silk gown slowly slithers from my lightly freckled shoulders. The material floats draping the polished tiles. Each step produces a click from my soft black leather knee high boots. Poised beside a chair my smoked winged eyes seek out among the gathering. I pull the silk ribbon steadily freeing my long flaming tresses, it cascades down my spine. Throwing the ribbon to the side, I tease my plump red lower lip with a sweep.
As the music billows I sway my hips, my hands swoop through my hair before skimming the frame of my body cupping the globes of my curved rear. The chiffon black body suit clings to my curves as I perch on the chairs edge. My tongue slowly strokes my index finger giving way to a curl of a smirk. My fingers haltingly grip the chairs edge. Eyes sealed, arching my back against the chair. I protract my leg as I smoothly reel my head round.
My body lunges forward my hand outstretched on my booted leg . Fingers sprawled as flames ignite from my tips. My fingers tracking up the creases, the ashes crumbling to the floor. Inclining gradually as my torso arches, my hand continues to incinerate the chiffon. My stiletto heel drags across the tile , my head snaps forward jerking my hips up from the chair and sits.
The glow of the red light reflects the hunger in my eyes. The flames prickle my skin swirling my head round seductively before our eyes meet. Planting my hands on my knees pushing my legs spread eagle oscillating up the soft of my inner thighs, my tongue glazing my top lip. My fingers meet the v of my sex and trace the bands of black lace hugging my hips. Gripping the metal edges of my chair, my body descends to the floor to a split.
Sinking my hands down the margins of my face, they travel the surface of my full rounded breasts before gravitating forward on the floor. Swooping my legs together gathering to my knees my hips dip left and right, the hardness of the tiles brushing my sides. Bowing my back, my lower lip clasped between my teeth, I twirl my head unleashing embers from my glowing mane.
Ascending from my knees, I sweep my foot as a trail of sparks flares up a path from my stiletto. Swirling around to the back of the chair my hands glide down the back, the arc of my back pops my bubbly ass into the air. I lock my eyes with him, a devilish gleam in my eyes as I observe him shift in his chair with a desire. His hands clutching his armrest as I rock slowly from foot to foot rolling my hips before resting my breasts at the back of his chair.
My hands sprawled inches apart from where he clings to the arms with tension. He bares white knuckles. Head faced forward, my hot breath swirls around his ear. The flames continue to linger and dance on my arms. Dragging my nails along the leather I begin to rise, stepping up my hips gyrate in longer swaying rhythm around the chair to meet him face to face.
Perching my leg on the arm rest of the chair my stare never leaves his gaze, my nails ripple into the leather of the stiletto boot. The trim of a lace stocking visible at the boots end. My hand hugging my hip as I gyrate slowly with the music. My foot pounds down between his unfolded legs. I lay my burning palms upon his thighs swirling my head round. Gravitating them slowly down his inner thighs my hips sway bewitchingly from one foot to the other.
I veer around spiralling forward entrancingly rising my hands navigating my curves. Standing before him I give a smirk before turning to walk away. As the smoke advances, I Reach my hand out. Curling my fingers around the neck tie of a male stranger footed in the shadows. A final glimpse over my shoulder to meet his gaze once more… revenge is best served red
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