She shifted herself a little bit and then her hand was resting right on top of my shorts! She left her hand there . . . laying right across my hard co...k. Did she know how absolutely aroused I was, with her hand there?Then she looked up at me and said: “How about if you continue on my back and I will massage this hidden object inside your boxers?” I couldn’t believe what she was saying, and I just nodded my head up and down rapidly. She smiled and then closed her eyes and gently placed her. 'Ive so wanted this....I’ve so so wanted this'. It was so sexy, so lovely. I lay back and told her to take her time, to really take it slowly, to tell me what she liked, what felt good, and she did. I remember her kneeling on top of me, her slim sexy silky thighs either side of me, leaning down so her face was opposite mine...our lips touching, kissing, our tongues hungrily swirling and circling in each others mouths. Wet passionate horny kissing. She began sliding her pussy against my shaft,. ..um" SLAP! I hit her again and she started crying even harder. "Shut up bitch," I yelled and pushed her towards the living room. "Now lean over the end of the couch and shut up." I ordered her as I pushed her firmly towards the couch. She obeyed immediately, but I could tell she was almost in shock now. Things were not going the way she had pictured it. I'm sure she didn't believe me when I said I was just going to fuck her. She had always been able to manipulate me and now she. As such, the ceremony could have been performed anywhere to the same effect since we honored neither God nor Lucifer, but the universe itself.The pews had been removed and the vaulted hall was lit by candles, a great many of them lined the walls around us, leaving the center dark but for a great brazier which burned dully red. How it had been transported to the church, or even brought inside I had no clue. Doubtless it involved some form of magic, just as the removal of the pews must have.