Rex is still licking my ass, with a few long licks reaching my pussy. I move my body around so I am facing him, and crouch down so I am level with Rex... Rex moves his head back to my spread legs and starts licking me again, trying to get his tongue inside of me, now playing with my pussy. I feel his wet cold nose against me and his warm tongue lapping up my juices. I rub between his ears, and along his back, moving my hand down so it is inbetween his back leggs. I stroke him on his belly and. But such was not to happen except in my sacrilegious dreams. Father Daniel’s dangling cross was only a symbol that aroused my imagination…my wicked thoughts…which were now in the form and flesh of dear handsome, hot Father Daniel…his black robe and the cross symbolizing what was beneath his robe…as I already knew, it having been secretly revealed to me: it was a beautiful cock ready for my attentions. I thought priests were circumcised but he explained that at birth there was no idea of a. I felt something stir in me as he passed, and I had to talk to him. I realised there was silence around the table — I had stood abruptly and knocked my drink over. My friends stared at me, and I managed to stammer out an excuse and left, aware that they were watching me but not really caring. I had to go after him. As I hurried along the path, my head was starting to argue with my heart, or rather, my nether regions. My head, thankfully, was starting to lose the battle, and I was nearing a. The house was quiet, and the thud of my boot heels seemed to echo everywhere. Instinctively I stopped by the kitchen to grab a brew, maybe calm myself a bit, however the note posted on the fridge said "DON'T!" "Strip and come directly to the study". I chuckled, more from nervousness than humor in how well she knew me and my habits, in fact I was calmer now, thinking she would fuck me hard and get her anger out.Entering the room I noticed her stylish figure, yet she was oddly dressed, in frills.