” She paused and looked around warily.“You appear uncomfortable telling it here in the chapel, shall we go to my office. It allows a person to rel...x without the pressure of the holy domain hovering over them.”She smiled, and nodded. “Yes, I think I would like that much better.”When she stood he closed his eyes and shuttered, and asked for forgiveness. Her perfume, full breasts, curvaceous body, made him quiver excitedly.They walked down a long corridor to the rectory. He opened the door, and. ”Mom got up “Don’t go away, I have to pee.” After she left the room I tried to absorb what she told me. She was seventeen, she is now 38 so that happened 21 years ago. I was seventeen so she made that porn film four years before I was born. Slowly, like the sun rising, the idea that I wanted to watch that video again grew in my mind. I wanted to look at her face, to see what she looked like at my age. I didn’t focus on her looks the first time but I knew with growing certainly I wouldn’t be. I looked down and she was biting her lip, eyes closed tight, tears streaming down her the side of her face."I'm sorry I hurt you. Are you okay?"My cock was thrumming and full of glee belying my emotional concern. I felt my pubic bone against hers and it was glorious!"Yes ... it's okay. I knew it would hurt. Monnie told me it would," Tell me when it starts feeling good, okay?" It feels good now. It's kind of a good hurt, now."I kissed her. Actually I HAD been kissing her all along but that. I am angry with myself, my heartaches foolishly for you. I know you will not give me what I really want, and the fact that I will take whatever I can get, is the root cause of my self-directed anger. You come to me and I cannot hide the wantonness I feel, even though it has an identity crisis. I will take you, all of you and maybe you will hurt my body and distract me from the pain that is not physical. “Hurt me.” I whisper and beg into your ear, as you give my neck some ‘mock’ attention with.