Must Read: The New Church Convert - Season 1 - Episode 16

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Must Read: The New Church Convert - Season 1 - Episode 16

“Yes go on! Continue praying…” she cut in,
interrupting my thoughts. As she said so,
she bent even further forward, giving me a
more lewd view of her shaved K!ttyC@t.
I grabbed my burning 8inch meat and
began to W@nk the pulsating thing right at
that spot! I never cared if she was going to
see me or not. The tease had surely gotten
out of hand.
“Lie on the floor Dan,” She suddenly began
speaking again. With no hint of
amusement. She had stopped praying and
was looking straight at me. Even with J0yst!ck
in my hand, she still looked stunningly
indifferent. ” I need to spiritually sanctify
you.”

I was still listening to know what the heck
that meant.
“Did you hear me?” she broke in again. “Lie
on the floor. Lie with your back and keep
your face up.”
Like a zombie from the woods, I lay.
“Fine. I will walk along you fourteen times.
Each time, I will make a prophesy and all I
need is for you to make a confirmation at
the end of each. Do you understand?”
“Yes.” I swallowed. My J0yst!ck had gone flaccid
a bit but was lying to my right leg,
unconcealed to her prying eyes. The towel
was a mere ceremony now. It served little
use to me.

“Okay. So we begin. You shall live and shall
not die…Say Amen”
“Amen!” I screamed. She was standing
right over me with her legs on both sides of
my body. She was currently walking up to
my head and I had to keep my eyes open.
“You shall prosper…” She was around my
chest
“Amen!”
“You shall be fruitful…” she was now
directly over my face and I was greeted
with the most lewd view of my entire life.

Right from the undulating folds of her legs
and thighs straight up to her lower
butt0ckz and K!ttyC@t, my eyes had all to see!

“Am…een..” I stuttered. She barely stayed
long and began walking down to my toes
again. A quick glance back told me she had
another beaming grin.
“You shall multiply…” she continued. To
which I gave a confirmation too.
The cycle continued for a long time, and
each time she got to my head, she seemed
to increase the length of time she usually
spent over it. I began to have the feeling
that before she got to the agreed fourteen,
she was going to end up just standing over
my face perpetually. As for me, my J0yst!ck
was next to blowing up! It had completely
torn its way out of my towel now and had
the white cloth rolling to the sides. I even
watched her ogle the fat thing as she went
on with her strange ritual. She wasn’t
hiding anything now even though I
couldn’t still tell what exactly she had in
mind.

When she got to the eighth walk, she
slowed. Her prophesies began to appear
incoherent. She seemed to have her
attention completely on my J0yst!ck. Her
choice to walk slow was also giving her
more time to stare at the veined rod. I still
hoped she could just cut off the whole
teasing thing, yank her towel off and give
me the blow job of my life. But it wasn’t
looking to be. For every desire and
temptation to hold her legs in place the
next time she got over my face, there was
the ‘what if she isn’t meaning this?’
question. Even though I could entirely
perceive the scent of her K!ttyC@t – a sign of
an abundance of flowing cunt juice, I still
had to learn the discipline to wait for her to
make the first move as mine could be more
detrimental, being a guy. Summarily, it
wasn’t until the twelfth walk that we had
something different from the cycle. Her
prophesy had gotten obviously repetitive
then and made little sense in.

“You will do well…” she had proclaimed,
walking over to my face.

I gave her no answer. I was very focused on
seeing her nakedness for the twelfth time.
Surprisingly, she didn’t complain, instead
continued
“You will eat well….”, she was now over my
face and I could make out this glistening
patch of fluid right within the dark shade of
her inner thighs.

I maintained focus and traced her
nakedness as she walked up my head,
turned and was about heading back down.

However, instead of walking away, she
somehow managed to slow down a bit. I
suspected she had noticed I was peering
harder and probably wanted to tease me
even more. And while I was trying to make
out the traces of her folds a second time, I
realized something was traveling down
from in-between her legs. On staring
harder, I saw this colourless liquid stretch
through thin air, and then in a pop,
dropped on my upper lip. Amara was
sipping K!ttyC@t juice! Without wasting any
time, I brought out my tongue and lapped
it up and when she tried attempting to
walk back down, I grabbed her thighs,
forcing the towels off her body and into a
heap on the floor! She was now stark Unclad
before me and her undulating curves were
just blinding to say the least. I could now
even see her moist K!ttyC@t as drop after
drop of her juice rapidly ran down her legs!

“Please Dan….” she began sobbing. I got a
bit confused as to why she was pleading.

But at the same time, I sensed she was
gradually stooping low in response to my
unintentional pull. So without wasting
time, I brought her K!ttyC@t to my mouth and
in one swing, began to eat her out!