"Oh Brie," I said, getting off him,"turn over. That's it, I want you to lube my cock. But first with yourmouth." He quickly sucked me into his mouth a...d ran his tongue over thehead of my cock. "Oh, you're such a good cocksucker, and you lookwonderful with my cock between your glossy lips. Mmmm, Brie, that'senough, I want to save myself for your perfect ass." I pulled out ofhis mouth and gave him the jar of lube. He applied it enthusiasticallyover my cock and balls. "Oh, that's more than enough. ” “Sometimes, yes,” I admitted. “We'll work on that,” she giggled. ”Work on what?” “We'll work on finding you a cock to suck.” “Yeah? How about we work on finding a girl to eat your pussy?” “After we find a man for you.” “A man?” “Of course. Now I can sort of break you in, you know, with a strap on dildo, but I really think you'd prefer a real man with a cock that cums in you.” “You really want me to suck a man's cock?” “You'll love it, baby. And then when you get fucked, well, you'll really. She pouted prettily at his motionless state, then quirked the corner of her mouth up in an impish grin. In a smooth movement that would make the most practiced stripper jealous, she was leaning stomach first on the ottoman. Her ass was thrust up in the air, and he could see everything from her dripping cunt to the star shaped fissure that was usually secreted between rounded cheeks. She was looking over her shoulder at him, sucking on a finger. Then she dragged the finger up over the swell. I was about to loose it. I love it when she talks dirty to me, the thought of her doing it in church made it infinitely more provocative. I obeyed her commands as she moved closer towards an orgasm. She was so incredibly turned on that her folds were dripping her essence all over my hand and the bench. Gently she removed her hand from her top and reached for my manhood.With great expertise she slid open my fly and pulled my manhood from its restraints. Here I was sitting church finger fucking.