God had turned his face from me.Aurora argued with me. She pleaded with me. She nagged me. In the end I couldn’t turn her down, so I found myself in...the office of the Parish Priest.Of course I couldn’t actually tell him the entire truth, because he would believe that I was delusional or a pathological liar.“Are you sure that you want your fiancée present while you give your confession?” Father Lopez asked.“Yes, she knows everything about me — my sins, my virtues. She is one with me.”“So, first,. "Will you? Will you fuck me and then eat me?" she asked as she continued to suck on my dick rubbing my ass cheeks in her hand as they moved up and down my back leg, grasping a cheek."If you want me to," I said back, almost as if it were a chore. In reality, I wanted to. I had hoped she would ask me and maybe would have done it anyway.She pulled me onto the bed and then flipped up on top of me as she again began kissing me. Sucking my tongue and forcing hers past my lips. She planted soft kisses. How to explain it all.I'm not really sure how things transpired between us that night. I heard him still breathing heavy as I started to get up and then realized that I was still stroking his shaft.I let go of his member and went to bury my face in my pillow in shame when his hand caught mine and moved it back to his cock.I looked at him confused and he gave me a hazy nod.I started to stroke him again and I watched as he closed his eyes. His hand pulled on my arm, urging me closer. Still. Clark some things, personal things, that seemed appropriate to the moment." When he was close enough, he leaned over and whispered in her ear, "And I can't tell you how fetching your hair is like that."His warm breath in her ear made her shiver. But he moved back to his windowsill without further enticements. It took her longer than usual to focus and start class; it was most of the afternoon before she could go more than ten minutes without hearing the word 'fetching' replayed in her mind or.