There was a low prayer bench where supplicant's for absolution knelt when they confessed to their transgressions with a facing chair where the priest ...at during that time. And, right beside the prayer bench there was a bed since, along with being an office and a confessional, the room was also Father Murphy's bedroom. The placement of the bed had been particularly advantageous on occasion but, with his desire to reform, Father Murphy knew he should relocate it away from the confessional."It's. It frees you to truly be whom you desire, to become the person and lover you have only dreamed about. There is never reproach, or rejection, only acceptance and passion. Accepting it, I relaxed, and let my trust in Cat be my guide, my liberation, and my freedom. I felt she was still there, but I really couldn't be sure. Time slowly passed... it is funny, but time seems to lose any measure when you are blindfolded. It could have been seconds, or minutes but I really don't think it was hours.... You start to tell me that my cock pressing on to your thigh and me rubbing and squeezing your arse has started to make you horny as well. I kiss you softly on your lips while my tong dives in to your mouth. You start to kiss me back softly as out hands explore each others soaking wet bodies. Your warm hands have gone p my t-shirt and started to undo my shorts. One of my hands is stills rubbing you arse while my other hand moves over and pushes your thong to one side. I very slowly glide my. Get on your hands and knees and rest your head in my lap. Colin go get the lube, so you don’t hurt the poor girl.”Shannon rested her head in Tara’s lap, while Tara stroked her hair lovingly. “It’s going to be okay. You are going to love this. It is one of my favorite things to do, so Colin does this to me a lot.” Colin got behind Shannon and lubed his cock and massaged Shannon’s anus with his fingers until her asshole started gaping open. As he inserted his cock into her, Shannon winced,.