I used to be a Christian and I was born and raised in the U.S. on the West Coast. My family raised me and my three siblings as Christians. My older br...ther left religion. I didn't really believe until 2017 then I left the religion in 2020.I joined several atheist communities online and it opened up my eyes. I learned about Christians and Christianity. I learned about me. I knew Christianity wasn't for me anymore. So I left. I stopped posting the same crap about Jesus and started being real. My. One day her and I were in the car at a park when we first met. Not our first date maybe the 3rd but I was so horny and weak I needed to get my pussy licked and It wasn't exactly dark outside. I had on a dress Cherrie pulled off my panties and licked my pussy with her long tongue. Darting it all over my clitoris and inside my waiting hole. I didn't see the guy watching me with a huge hard on and he started pulling it out. I wouldn't tell Cherrie because she would of stopped licking to chase. I was now only allowed to cum for her and my wife and only with permission. * * *At 6:30 I walked into her house, as ordered, locked the door behind me, stripped naked, and left my folded clothes in the foyer. I walked into her living room. She was more beautiful in person than her picture could possibly capture, firm bit not muscular. She sat, naked except for a black thong, on the couch. Her toe next to the grand toe was nearly a half-inch longer than the big toe, I thought I would melt.. But she couldn't hear anyone moving around in the camp. It was almost noon. Where was everybody? Even if Jason and Liz had slept late, Frank was always an early riser.Frank!Memories flooded back into her mind. The hollow ache returned. But somehow it seemed more dulled than before. She smiled to herself. Perhaps in a week or two, it would be completely gone. She knew she would always have memories of Frank, a few good, mostly bad. But that was as it should be. To forget the hurt and the pain,.