Sunday frustration.

Well, it's now Sunday evening and all is well for me now, but it was quite a different story this morning!
Like the good girl that I am, I put on my Sunday best and toddled off for morning service. Now church is usually one of the highlights of my week, but I discovered that my favourite choir boy has gone on holiday! 'Big deal' I hear you cry, but let me tell you what my choir boy does for me.
We usually meet in the vestry before anyone else arrives for a little Sunday morning delight! Or we enjoy a bit of doggy action in the palpitt or the pews! But probably my favourite location is the confessional box! I will bounce up and down in his lap, wiggling every now and then for a little extra! If my choir boy is really hitting the spot, I will go down on my knees in front of him and proceed to suck him hard, then we will switch, he on his knees and me sitting with my legs high in the air with my feet almost touching my ears!!! And the most exciting, mind blowing, orgasmic twist to this is that the priest is in his box listening to everything and we both know that he will be wanking too!
Alas, no choir boy, no fun! Of course when I got home I was soooo frustrated, I just had to go and get my toys out and play with myself. After a long and exhausting session with more than a few orgasms I was finally satisfied and my frustrations quelled for the time being. I know I will have to do the same for the next couple of Sundays, but when my choir boy returns I will punish him severly for going away without telling me!
Maybe I'l tell you all about what happens.

Missy
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