I was going for subtlety, here. I returned to my seat.Babs finished some dumbell rows and set the weights down before taking a sip from her wine glass... This was new. Babs had always been one to tip a few, but never before in the gym. She wasn’t getting messy with it, but it seemed bizarre to be kicking back a cab sav instead of a protein shake. But when in Rome ... I took a sip from my own glass. Babs had offered me one once the girls left, and I was determined to say nothing but “yes” to this. He stuck his face into my pelvis and his tongue darted down the expanse of my pussy. I nearly lurched upright when his mouth travelled down to my asshole and began to dart in and out."Oh, God..." I bit my lip and gripped at the pavement beneath me. I had never even explored that part of my body on my own, and here I was being dug-out under the bleachers by some sexy guy I barely knew."With one swift movement his tongue was back up at my snatch, flickering around the surface. I felt him pressing. I started to cry uncontrollably, really acting for the priest. "Father, I am so ashamed of myself, but I really want God to forgive me, but I'm afraid people outside will hear my confession" just as the doctor had forecast, the priest immediately offered to bring me to a little room beside the altar in the church. Apparently this was his favourite venue for initiating his little concubine. We quickly made our way up the church and into the room. The priest sat down on a chair and encouraged me. I even used to wear deep neck transparent bra with deep neck where only my pink nipples were not visible. I used to wear a jacket on that that so that my parents won’t come to know. My parents never interfered while I was in the class so taking that advantage of the season.I used to say it’s so hot no use of this silly jacket” and remove it and that day i could see his erection very clearly and his wet jeans smeared by the outburst of hormones and need for my body. I used to act very innocently.