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Fruits for the Faithful: xjasonr X sweetnothings

It wasn't the response he expected. It seems part of her wanted to see him naked. He moved his way before her eyes. "Well I have no shame in being naked, but if you know deep down you want to see me naked, then you have already sinned!" A smirk as he loved to keep her confused. His hands on his shirt, unbuttoning it all, his shoes, his socks, his belt and both his boxers and pants falling to the floor. He stood naked with his heavy mass hanging between his legs. "Do you feel better now?" He was looking at her eyes to see where her attention was.
 
She frowned as he scolded her. She felt like it was her fault she told him to get undress. She watched him get undress, one piece of clothing after another. She blushed softly and tried to keep her eyes from what was his cock. She never seen one and right now her eyes seemed to pull her towards it
 
Her eyes was on his cock and he felt a bit devious. "So now what would you tell your parents now, you came here to see your uncle naked!!" He laughed as he moved around quite comfortably, quite opposite to her timid embarrassed actions. He focused on her nipples, glances at her crotch, looking for any signs that she was aroused by the naked bodies in the room. "Imagine how dirty that sounds, the first naked man you've seen was your uncle! Have you seen other naked men?" A taunting laugh as he could feel his body reacting to hers. The mass between his leg was swelling ever more.
 
Her eyes drifted up to his face. Her cheeks flushed and she shifted her gaze back to the statue. She then shifted her weight on her feet nervously and bit her lip slightly harder. "T-there's no need to tell them,"She murmured. Then her eyes moved down to his crotch. She watched it move and she let out a tiny gasp. She shook and turned back to him
 
He knew she was stealing peeks at his cock. Something he was taking pride in. He did want her to have an interest in him and this was to say the least, a very direct way to fill her mind of his body. "Well we can keep it a secret, but as you should know, I don't want to lie to them! So we need to agree on what we are actually doing here, so its not a lie!" The pastor smirked as he moved before her, a mere few inches as his cock from her.

"How about we tell them, we noticed there are some personal difference between us!" He moved his hips closer as the thick mass throbbed and jerked upward to touch her bare skin, just over her hips on her stomach. "We were investigating those large personal differences!! Don't you feel the difference, our personal differences?" The mass grew thick, defying gravity as it lifted against her flesh.
 
She felt something strange between her legs. She never felt this way and she thought it was something wrong. She blushed deeply as he moved closer to her. "W-we could tell t-them that." She whispered and let out tiny gasp as the thing touched her skin.
 
He smiled as he looked down at the nervous face, her words unable to slip out her lips smoothly. "Yes. That won't be a lie, because you can see the difference, feel the difference!" His body lowered a little and the brewing mass pokes on the inside of her legs. He move back up just enough to have the hot mass poke between her legs.

"All we are going to do is examine our differences and be true to our lord!" He had to remind her that they are doing something good. "Now what is the first major personal difference?" A smile as it should be as clear as day. "I am taller than you, right?" A cheezy response as he was sure her mind was thinking about only the thick mass pressed against her pussy.
 
She nodded and whimpered, feeling his shaft touch her nether area. She shut her eyes lightly and listened to him preach to her again. "Y-yes. You are t-taller than me." She answered back as best she could with this mass between her legs
 
His hips stayed close as each throb of his cock vibrated between her legs. He wanted to rub and he did lightly, instinctive light movement to move the mass against her figitting body. She seem to nervous to point out any difference between them.

"What about these, aren't these different?" A hand cupped one of her breast. A smirk building on his face as he wanted to take advantage of her nervousness. "Go on, you shouldn't take my work for it, feel the difference between your chest and mines!" A smirk as his fingers focused on her nipple. "Feel how large this is compared to mines!"
 
She looked down at her legs and shook lightly. She tried pulling away, but something in her kept telling her to go back, that this was a good thing. She inhaled sharply and looked up at the man. She gasped as he took one of her breasts. She whimpered and looked away, her cheeks red. She turns back to him and nodded nervously. "W-what do you want me to do then?" She asked
 
He smirked as she pulled and then press back. A gentle rub on his now fully erect cock. The mass like a blunt arm pressed against her with a bulb like tip. "We are supposed to be discussing our difference. Clearly you can see or feel something different about us. " He leans over and nibble on the nipple his hands caress. "Um I never expected theses to taste so sweet."
 
She breathed hard as she bit back a moan. She looked up at her Uncle as he spoke. She nodded and gasped when he nipped on her nipple. She moaned out at the sensation it brought her. She shut her eyes and turned her away away, her face flushed in embarrassment
 
He knew she felt the most obvious difference. He loved how tormented she looked, her face red with embarrassment. Still he wouldn't let it go, he was going to pester her until she spoke. "Can you feel any difference between us?? Maybe you are still embarrassed to concentrate!" A wide smirk as the stiff mass is pulled away grinding firmly on her pussy. His hand on her shoulders. "When confused and you are searching for answers, the best way is to get down on your knees and ask our lord for help, guidance." He pushed on her shoulders getting her down on her knees. "Pray Venice, ask our lord to show you the biggest difference between us!" A grin as my hard cock was before your eyes.
 
She shook her head, whimpering quietly as he pulled away. She looked back at him and breathed softly. She gasped when she was forced onto her knees. Her eyes wandered to his cock which was pointing right in front of her. She bit her lip and nodded, closing her eyes and clasping her hands together. "Oh Lord, please show me what's the biggest difference between my uncle and I." She whispered
 
He smiled as she took a praying position. He could see her lips moving with her eyes closed. He pushed his hips closer and the tip of his cock pressed against her lips. The mass practically jumped smearing her lips with a clear fluid. " Did he answer your prayers?" The pastor smirking as he looks down at his naked niece.
 
She suddenly stopped praying she felt something against her lips. She was tempted to lick her lips over the clear the fluid. She opened her eyes slowly and blushed softly. She nodded to his question and shifted on her knees
 
He smirked and she still didn't respond with the obvious difference. Clearly she didn't want to utter the difference. He persisted though. "What is it?" A smirk on his face as his hips poked the mass forward again, against her pretty lips.
 
She looked up at him with her piercing blue eyes. She was tempted to part her lips. She didn't fully know what the difference was but she decided to guess. "Y-you...have this and I don't?" She guessed and looked back down at his mass
 
He found it hard to believe she didn't know the name of his private part. She couldn't be that naive. She thought his finger on her meant he was trying to take her virginity. He smiled still and again press the mass against her lips. "You really don't know what this is?" He asked to confirm his suspicions.
 
She bit her lip and blushed at his question. "I-I don't." She answered and parted her lips slightly. It seemed like the right thing to do. She looked up at him and breathed softly
 
He smirked as he saw a means to take advantage of her. While he wanted to do much with her he had patience. "That Venice is my.. Holy tool! Only the puriest of hearts are allowed to touch it, those that have rid themselves of shame. Those whose sole purpose is to serve our lord!" He smiles hoping she believes. "Are you such a devotee?" He pushed again letting the mass press between her lips.
 
"Holy...." she repeated in her head. She nodded to herself then looked up at him. She smiled softly at his question. "Yes." She shifted again on her knees and waited for further instructions
 
"You may think you are, but it knows!" A little smirk after his comment. "But if you think you really are, a simple test would do!" He lowered his hand taking both her hands and wrapping it firmly around the shaft. A soft movement showing her a pumping stroke. "You can see the clear fluid at the tip, only a chosen one can extract a blessed holy white cream!" He smiled widely at his lie. You need to have only pure thoughts while you pump, else you would not be rewarded with the holy cream!" Clearly he was using her naivity.
 
Venice watched his hands set hers on the mass. She blushed softly, watching the demonstration. She smiled as he explained what would happen. She nodded and began moving her hands. "Like this uncle?" She asked. She did want to be rewarded with the cream. She then began to think about the purest thoughts. She smiled and glanced up at her uncles reaction
 
He was perverted in the act. Her sweet innocent face as she stroked his cock. Those tender sweet hand firmly on his meat. He groaned softly, more for the situation than the pleasure. He wanted the act to be even more taboo. "Pray, pray to our lord, focus on the statue. You want to show him your devotion to him, not me." A wider smirk on his face. "I am just a vessel for his message or reward!!"
 
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