AnotherDay1
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It felt like the right thing to do to give myself to Father Gre in that moment. I came so hard just sitting on his lap with his fingers exploring my vagina. I didn't think that this sort of thing would be acceptable in a church, but if it's what he wants, then it must be ok.
He pulls up my dress to cover my breasts and moves me off his lap when the people are in the church. We both stand and fix ourselves briefly before walking outside to greet them. Father Gre walks in first and I follow close behind him. I survey the people as we walk past. It's a small group of men and women, some older and some younger. It's unclear at first if they are all couples or not. The one thing that was clear was the way all of the men looked at me as I approached them.
I could feel their eyes in me. They were undressing me with their eyes. Maybe it was my uniform that made them this way or something else, but it was obvious to me. I could feel a hunger in them through the way they stared at me.
Then a woman spoke. She appeared to be somewhat of the leader of the group. An older confident woman accompanied by her husband who, unlike her, seemed rather weak.
"Hello Father, my name is Susan. I am the mayor of this lovely resort town. I have to apologize for missing your first sermon. But as the mayor, I don't always have the luxury of choosing when I'm busy. I've brought with me some of the members of my counsel. We wanted to meet you and welcome you to the town. We've heard that you're somewhat, unconventional if you will. But here in St. Moritz, unconventional is part of our charm."
He pulls up my dress to cover my breasts and moves me off his lap when the people are in the church. We both stand and fix ourselves briefly before walking outside to greet them. Father Gre walks in first and I follow close behind him. I survey the people as we walk past. It's a small group of men and women, some older and some younger. It's unclear at first if they are all couples or not. The one thing that was clear was the way all of the men looked at me as I approached them.
I could feel their eyes in me. They were undressing me with their eyes. Maybe it was my uniform that made them this way or something else, but it was obvious to me. I could feel a hunger in them through the way they stared at me.
Then a woman spoke. She appeared to be somewhat of the leader of the group. An older confident woman accompanied by her husband who, unlike her, seemed rather weak.
"Hello Father, my name is Susan. I am the mayor of this lovely resort town. I have to apologize for missing your first sermon. But as the mayor, I don't always have the luxury of choosing when I'm busy. I've brought with me some of the members of my counsel. We wanted to meet you and welcome you to the town. We've heard that you're somewhat, unconventional if you will. But here in St. Moritz, unconventional is part of our charm."