She layed back on her bed, pulling me on top of her. Deciding to venture into something new, I broke off and began to kiss her down. Starting with h...r neck, I kissed her several times before moving down to the top of her chest before kissing her breasts. She shuddered and released a withheld breath. I continued to kiss her down until I reached the top of her skimpy red panties. I pulled them down and was amazed. She had a shaved clean crotch, her pussy lips glistening with juices.I took. And excessively paranoid. She is Victoria, my girlfriend for 1+ year. She is about 5’7, 18 years old, long straight brown hair, and 28-B. And the holder of my heart.It’s a normal Friday night I just got off work, heading home to take along hot shower, but not before picking up Victoria.“Hell its cold out” Says Victoria as she climbs in my car“Hey babe, how was your day?” “Not too bad. Better now” she says; as the happiness sings off her voice,She takes one hand and holds it like she is going to. She’d worn a hot pink polo with khaki shorts and a tan which complemented her golden bob. Everything about her body shouted firm – breasts, tummy, bottom, thighs. I couldn’t help but feel a stirring in my own khaki shorts.After a small bucket of balls, we walked together to the first morning’s lesson and shared some idle talk. There were a handful of middle-aged couples and a dozen or so guys of varying ages. She appeared to be the only single young woman.Participants at the resort practiced. The meeting went on for a bout an hour and a half and I was just willing the time to go. Eventually the others left and we were alone again. She asked me through to her sitting room and said that there were a few things she needed to say to me. Basically she went on to say that she had been in an abusive relationship some years ago and that was one of the reasons she had chosen to be a vicar. She also said that she did not like physical contact since then but enjoyed dressing in sexy clothing.