This was the easiest of the three options to believe, and the easiest on my psyche.Option 3: I was full out bat shit crazy, and in the midst of a psyc...otic episode. This was the most likely explanation, but also the hardest on my psyche.As I examined each option, I realized that with the information I had at the moment there was no way to determine which one I was actually experiencing. I thought I was awake, but try as I might, I couldn’t figure out a way to prove it. I’d never been dead or in. I started massaging her breast, I was enjoying the view, her nipples were large and puffy, her breast were not firm but they had a soft fullness to them, as I neared the nipple I backed off and massaged toward the outside of her breast, then toward the nipple again, I continued this for about 5 minutes, I noticed her nipples getting very hard, and her breathing was getting deeper. I was almost done, and wanted to feel her hard nipples, so on my last pass I cupped her entire breast in my hands. When I was finished cleaning his shaft, I used my hand to pull out the last drop of cum from his ball sack, licking it off the tip of his mushroom head as I did.He said, “Well, now that that’s done, I have some news for you about your husband’s case.”At this I became anxious and worried, and with my eyebrows raised in concern, I said, “What’s changed?”Judge Holt grinned and said, “Some things I just can’t control…….your husband’s case is now at a point in the legal process that I can’t. I didn’t know if I would be able to finish the mass. My dick was so hard. I was dying for some relief. My mind drew crazy pictures of her instead of praying. I couldn’t take it anymore. I asked my older co-worker to finish the mass.I ran into the bathroom and closed the door. Took out my very hard dick and froze. I'm a priest, I can’t do this, It’s a sin. I’ll break the sixth commandment. But the little worm in my mind had a voice. “Think how great it would be to jerk off thinking about her?.