What is it we’ll be seeing?’ ‘It’s a surprise,’ I said. ‘But I guarantee that by the time it’s over, we’ll both be in tears.’ ‘Tha...t good, huh? Okay, now I really can’t wait.’ That evening, I waited in the living room for Elena. We had planned to leave in ten minutes, so I assumed she was finishing her preparations for the show. I heard a noise at the staircase, and turned to see Elena descending. The dress which accented her was simple, tasteful. The black dress came nearly down to her knees,. "Im so sorry....that was supposed to feel good. Dont you want me to make you feel good?"I shook my head from side to side in a forceful NO, and he looked away....his voice almost sounding on the verge of tears."Ok then...I just...wanted this to be good for you too"I started to sob then, as I knew this man wasnt going to stop even if it hurt me....not after I said I didnt want him to make me feel good. He didnt care now, he was going to do as he pleased. He sighed, and I heard him supress what. At one point when I was near to fainting from the excitement of his manipulations, I distinctly heard him reciting his prayers as if he were doing God's work to sooth my frantic nerves and muscles. I leaned back into his manly cock and let him give me his spunk with complete abandon and loss of any sense of logic or reason.When I kissed my young minister to be, I would leave my eyes open so I could gaze on his beautiful face and taste the wonder of his essence on my tongue. I wanted his cock. While I considered myself to be straight, I felt moments of weakness in the locker room after soccer practice. Although we would never get fully naked in front of each other, Ryan and I would strip down to our boxers to change from our gym shorts into our street clothes, and vice versa. On several occasions, I couldn’t help but notice that Ryan’s boxers fit loosely over his skinny legs. When we were sitting, if I looked at just the right angle, I could sometimes catch a nonchalant glimpse of.