Instead, he headed to the urinal and stood in front of it, his stomach still sour as he unhooked his belt and then one-by-one unbuttoned his jeans. As... he stood in front of the urinal, cock in his hand doing his best to make himself piss to at least alleviate some of the discomfort, it became increasingly clear to him just how badly he had to go. The thought having to use one of those stalls made his heart race, the idea of someone walking in on him the only thought on his mind, but he knew he. His shame consumed him for days afterward.The Church hierarchy has always concentrated authority in male hands. Female members on the ladder of power are, at best, pawns. Thus it was easy for the guilt-ridden priest to secretly pull the necessary strings to have this Bride of Christ relocated to a parish thousands of miles away at the end of the school year. He didn't even need to state the reason for the transfer.The day before the sister was scheduled to leave was a Sunday. At 11 am, Father. I am straight. I'm not gay. I have never had anysexual desire for a man. I haven't played around or experimented withanother man... ever. It just had never interested me. And now I had thishuge black cock trying to make it's way down my throat. I reached out in reaction to steady myself and grabbed his hips. Hisskin was damp with sweat, as I filled my lungs with his manly, musky sweatI melted, his cock throbbing in my mouth. Somewhere there was a voice, I heard it screaming out... "I'M. My heart was beating so fast and hard I thought I was going to pass out. I eventually found my goal and touched her pussy hairs with my trembling fingers; I nearly came on the spot.Slowly I peeled back the covers to reveal her very hairy pussy I wanted to slip my nose along her labia and inside her pussy to inhale her womanly aroma and to taste her girl juice. I slowly moved my hand until I was touching her pussy and I could feel her lips nice and puffy. Because of the drugs making feel brave I.