... Actually, I am a self-taught artist, but, as people told me, who saw my drawings and enlarged “copies”, I paint well ... But this is not the point.

... Tired of unemployment, constant drunkenness and drug-dealing sessions, I decided to try to become a deacon in the local church (I think that the place and the names are not particularly interesting for the reader). Well. I made my way. As I touched, I also sing well. Then one day, during the service, among the praying people, I noticed a beautiful girl. She seemed to be about eighteen years old, but from the figure it was clear that she was older (as it turned out not so much later).

Realizing that I should not even look in her direction, since I made a vow, I became more and more inflamed with passion and desire. Hoping to see her again, I began to ask for the following services to be carried out with the Holy Father. But she did not come to the next service and to the next, in general, I already completely forgot about this stranger, when suddenly ...

I took donations to the temple under construction and saw it ... It was unexpectedly so that I dropped the gift box for donations from my hands. We talked, so, on religious topics in this spirit. I noticed that I did not take my eyes off the girl’s chest and legs. Only I caught myself at this thought, the girl suddenly said that she needed to confess and was about to leave. I made up my mind. "Dear child, do not be afraid! Come to the House of God any day and at any time! His doors are always open for souls who don’t have a rest. Come. God bless you !!!"

She left. What I began to do. I was waiting for her. The thought of how good she would be in my bed did not give me rest. I could not lead the service, I could not do anything! I was waiting for her.

All the same, she came to confess. I came. Late in the evening. I asked her to rise with me in her cell, and there she will tell me about everything that she has been under. She was on the verge of collapse. I offered her a little Cahors, which she took from my hands with incomprehensible gratitude to me. She began her story. During the story, she asked me several times to pour some more wine to her to calm down. She told, but I did not listen. I looked at her figure. God !!! What a byda figure it is !!! Small dense breasts (it was obvious that she does not wear a bizgalter), slender waist, perfect roundness of hips and elegant legs !!! I was burning with excitement. I drank a glass of Cahors in the hope that he would moderate my ardor, but with this I only added fuel to the fire. I realized that I could not restrain myself more ...

Holding out my hand, I lifted her head by the chin and looked into her eyes. There were droplets of tears. I started kissing her eyes. She was frightened, but did nothing to stop it. Eyes, nose, cheeks ... I covered my face with kisses and could not stop. And so I touched her lips and she leaned towards me. Nothing could restrain me. Nothing!. I undressed her slowly covering every inch of her body with kisses. By the candlelight her body was divine! The embodiment of all my secret desires. I kissed her face, caressed her breasts, which turned out to be soft, firm, with small nipples. I went down to her pubis and began to kiss, caress the tongue and slightly bite her bosom. Throwing off her clothes, I wanted to break into the vagina, but she stopped me and I didn’t expect it, took my sexual organ into my hand, at first, several up-and-down movements along the phallus. After that, she began to kiss him, caress the tongue and swallow the head deeper and deeper. Finally, she swallowed him completely and in all her strength felt the tenderness and warmth of her mouth. In a few minutes I finished. A powerful flow of semen burst from me on the lips and face of a girl. She began to drink this seminal fluid collecting every last drop. Then she pulled me to the bed. I was on top. My dick entered her sex gap. I was at the peak of bliss. I pushed her dick to the ovary. After about twenty minutes I finished again, which could not be said about my partner.Wiping a member and presenting what I already felt I was awakened. I never started like that !!! I finished two more times and brought the girl to the peak of orgasm after which we fell asleep.

In the morning, I woke up feeling like someone was looking at me. Opening my eyes, I saw the Rev. and my heart immediately went to the heels. The girl was released with God, but I was whipped in front of everyone who was at that moment in the church.

Yes. I was kicked out in disgrace. What to do? Himself to blame! When I remember this girl, I regret that I did not recognize, or could not have heard, her name.