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The Minister Part 2 The next day I was building up my courage to call Pastor Matthew and tell him that I quit the secretarial position, when my phone rang. It was him. Alison I'm so sorry if I embarrassed you yesterday. It is just that when you stepped out if the baptismal I saw you as my dear sweet departed wife. She had auburn hair also and I lost lost control for a moment. Please give me another chance and come back to work. I know the Lord wants us to be together serving Him. I told him that I needed some time to think about the job and would call him the next day. After a lot of thought, I felt I should give Pastor Matthew one more chance. I returned to the church offices the day following my acceptance call and was very nervous. When I arrived, he greeted me with a quick handshake which somewhat disappointed me as previous handshakes seemed special to me. No robe today? I giggled Only if you want one he responded. I went to the office to check voicemails and pastor went toward the church which was down the hall to the right of my new office. About an hour later, he knocked on my office door and came in. I brought you a cup of tea Oh thank you I said I could use a little break. Here are your voice messages. I drank the tea but instead of the caffeine giving me a morning boost I felt very sleepy. I laid my head down on my desk and must have dozed off. My eyes fluttered open and i squinted as a bright spotlight was shining on me. I was dazed and felt one of those out of body experiences. I was lying on my back looking up at the ceiling of the church. I heard a voice sounding like Pastor Matthew speaking in a language I could not decipher. Hommmaan noctuuu pervantus annointum cabashoooo I became more aware of my surroundings and suddenly realized the I was on an altar at the front of the church totally naked. I tried to get up but just could not move. I lay there trying to clear my head and regain control of my body when i saw pastor standing over me. Hommmaan noctuuu pervantus annointum cabashoooo he spoke as he held up a cup above his head. He tipped the cup over my stomach and I felt a warm oily liquid pour over me and trickle down my side. Hommmaan noctuuu pervantus annointum cabashoooo He poured more liquid on my breasts and then poured a line of the oil between my legs. It felt warm and relaxing and for a moment i stopped the panic that had been building since i awoke. He slowly and gently spread the oil over my chest with his strong hands spending extra time on my erect nipples. His hands worked their way to my inner thighs with the oily massage. He spent a few minutes there before he found my sensitive pussy. He massaged it and used his thumb and finger to gently pull and twist my clitoris. I started to lift my pelvis off of the table in response to his touch. Three fingers on his right hand were deep inside of me and his left hand massaged my breasts and hard nipples. Just as i as was beginning to think I would climax, he stopped and walked away from me. Oh please don't stop my mind screamed but i remained silent and still on the altar. When he returned he was holding a gold cross approximately 12 inches high with a 6 inch cross piece. He held the cross over me. and chanted Hommmaan noctuuu pervantus annointum cabashoooo I seemed parallelized and yet fascinated at this strange ritual that i had become a part of He placed the cross over each breast rubbing it against each nipples as he chanted . He then slide the top of the cross down my chest and over my stomach Hommmaan noctuuu pervantus annointum cabashoooo Hommmaan noctuuu pervantus annointum cabashoooo I felt the cold enter me on the second chant He kept chanting and pushing it deeper into my now wet throbbing pussy. I must have 8 inches inside of me now i thought as the horizontal arm of the cross was touching my clit He worked the cross slowly in and out of me chanting louder and with a faster cadence. As he did this he increased the speed of my cross fucking. I could not hold back. My body stiffened, My back arched, My heart raced and i had an intense climax squired my my juices on the cross and altar screaming OOOOHHHHH GOD!!!!!!! Part 3 cumming soon. See i told you i was going to hell for this. XO Alison i |
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oh...very good
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hott hott hott
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omg this is going crazy but yet i am loving it keep up the good work on it
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Saw that movie with Linda Blair. Great modification though
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Well alison . . . I've never thought of such actions from a Man of the Cloth. Really cannot wait for part 3. . . . . Perhaps I should read some of your other blogs . . .mmm Thank you x
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I may have to start going to church. Seems I’m missing out on a lot
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Typical of clergy, lol. Can tell you're a Protestant; Catholics would have used an alter boy  Pretty sure I'll see you later haha lik
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Well, sweetheart, we're all doomed one way or the other. Heaven for climate, Hell for society.  This must be what they mean by crucifixation.  BTW. the Linda Blair movie he's talking about is The Exorcist.
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O I. Have missed so.Much. always enjoy you ! And no I am not shocked.
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