Don't get me wrong; I'd had an interest in him ever since the first time I saw him a few years before that, as a live reporter on my local evening new...s, but it's not like I truly ever had envisioned a scenario where such an interest would grow to become anything more. It is just funny how things work out, sometimes.I guess we should probably start with some backstory. Myself, I always had an interest in dressing up in anything shiny and soft; from as young as I can remember, I used to sneak. The notice-board outside informed the casual reader that there were services daily at half past seven in the morning, and extra services on Saturday and Sunday evenings. The organisation whose chapel it was seemed to be called the Church of the Conception Immaculate. As they were looking at the board a tall, thin man who looked quite young until one noticed his balding head came out of the chapel and walked over to them."Good evening, and God bless you both," he said in a surprisingly deep. She grinned and walked to the bed while removing her clothes and I pulled Tear up. I followed her as she stripped and waited for her to lay beside Kinse. I moved onto the bed and over Kinse and looked into her eyes.She slowly relaxed and I bent to rub her cheek with mine. I moved down and licked both nipples and she shivered. I went lower and licked through her pussy and she gasped and humped, "oh!"I kept licking her and teasing her clit and looked up and at her face as I caught it and sucked. I leave a lingering bite on his collarbone that makes him take a sharp breath, this in turn tightens his grip in my hair. He presses forward and I can feel him growing harder between my legs. This makes me arch into him, seeking that desperate contact, that need for friction - even the slightest of it to calm the boiling desire. He inches forward and I wrap my legs around his waist to give him better access. I'm wet, aching and wanting. He knows that, knows all the tell-tale signs of my want..