And I did. I reached for her hand and brought her to my lap and began to kiss her neck and feel her legs up and moved to those lush tits I so badly h...d wanted to see. We moved into her family room off of the deck and all at once we fell to the floor and began passionate kissing. I moved her jeans off and got to her tshirt and got that off. Her black panties were so exciting as black is my fav. Undoing the bra was all I could think of, as my cock began to throb and expand. Once i got out. ]]When the parents had calmed down enough, I created a small blob in front of the girls. As my hands were full of girls - a highly satisfactory situation that needed no changing - I got the girls to wave their hands through the blob. This caused some concern among the parents, but before they could do anything about it, the girls had already waved several times.After a bit more encouragement, I got the parents doing the same thing. They started understanding my, "It's just light" comment. I. " So we had to get you some women's blouses to wear. And they dofit you. But of course blouses are made to flatter a woman'sfigure. So they end up making your breasts look very attractive,and you didn't want that either! Because any man who sees you nowwould have to notice them. And of course any woman would noticethat they are blouses, not shirts, and would naturally assume youwere wearing them to enhance your breasts, to attract maleattention. So here you are all the time, unable to go. I'm her Pastor. I should be giving her guidance in her life journey. Instead, I'm giving her orgasms. Lots of them! But, she makes me feel young again. Vibrant! Full of life. What should I do? Resign as Pastor? Move away before we get caught? I couldn't sleep. I couldn't concentrate on my impending Sunday Sermon, so, I did the next best thing. I did what any addict would do. I closed my eyes, draped her panties over my nose, inhaled and grabbed my rampant cock and stroked until I spewed my.