"It's in the candles. Not as intense as incense. Last time, we used incense and things got a little carried away." She put her hand on his crotch. "I ...ee it is affecting you, as well."He nodded. "But you are right. It is less intense. Thank you." Hey, we aim to please." I've been meaning to ask you, what's with all the copper? The only mention of metal with Venus in mythology is her silver mirror."The priestess nodded. "You've been reading. Good. But also look up alchemy. Alchemists have. Her moans and wriggles reward enough, but the taste and smell making me harder yet again until I could wait no longer. I rubbed the tip of my penis in the wetness of her centre and then slowly eased into her, feeling her heat drawing me relentlessly in. We stayed that way, savouring the moment until she flexed back a little under me and I, in turn, moved to almost slip right out of her. Then we moved together, thrusting and gazing into each other’s eyes as the pleasure and wonderful feelings. It appeared to be the only element of fairness left in his shrinking world.Of course, he was well-acquainted with the crisis over priests involved in pedophilia. He reviled it as much as anyone—no, more than anyone—because he understood how a priest could abuse the trust of a vulnerable youth. He had never done it, nor knew of any priest who had, but couldn't deny that some had sullied the name of the many.Perhaps, he thought, as he pounded out the pace, that it was up to him to suffer for the. “Fuck, Julie,” she said, “How did you ever get Terry to fuck you wearing those clothes?”“Those are my business clothes,” Julie said, “These are my other clothes.” She pulled another suitcase that hadn’t been unpacked onto the bed. She blushed as she opened the lid.“Jenn and I looked in and then looked at each other. “Julie,” I said, “no wonder you’ve been getting into this.”The suitcase was full of slutty costumes and sex toys. Obviously she had been planning this trip to spend time with Terry,.