Maybe this was my chance. I decided I would go and confess what I had done before Mass. I walked into church wearing a very short cream-colored sundre...s. I knew if I bent over you could just see the white thong that I was wearing. With my red curly hair pulled back into a ponytail, I looked so sweet and innocent at least as long I didn’t bend over. I walked into the church to where the confessional booths were. In other churches they had taking the booths down and confessions were told face to. ’ ‘So, you’re running this place by yourself now?’ ‘Yeah.’ ‘That’s amazing.’ She flashed me a sly smile. ‘Amazing that the poor little girl can do it all by herself?’ ‘Yeah,’ I prodded, ‘especially being the pain in the ass that you were.’ ‘I had a crush, so sue me.’ ‘Seriously, I’m impressed that you decided to take on this place by yourself,’ I told her, and she smiled very sweetly this time. ‘Thanks. It wasn’t easy at first, everything just seemed to be going to hell. I missed Mom, they were. Understand sweetie?"Joyce cupped John's testicles one more, a little more sharply, so henodded his head in agreement, the only part of his anatomy that he couldmove apart from his loose penis."Such an obedient, good boy when he's in nylons and a girdle, don't youthink Margaret?" Gorgeous, darling. Simply gorgeous. One day we might let you explode,but only when we allow it, sweetie."Margaret leaned over and planted a loving kiss on his forehead then histwo cheeks, her thick red lipstick leaving. Something like a panic was rising in me. I wanted to feast on his cock, go wild on it, suck him until he shot a load down my throat, but at the same time, I wanted this to last. As I masturbated him, pre-cum started to appear at the tip. "Here we go" , I thought, as I leaned forward just a bit and ran my tongue over the head. It tasted fantastic, and the hardness on my tongue turned me on even more. I closed my mouth and greedily rubbed the head across my lips, getting them slick with his.