A Nymph's Liturgy

Recite your favorite poems to me while I please you. " I could feel his cock getting hard beneath me, and watched as his chest beginning to rise and lower.

His lips parted as he took deep breaths. I slowly started to unbutton his shirt, kissing down his neck in a playful, teasing way.

The cross necklace resting there, his holiness slipping away bit by bit as I leave my sins along his pure skin.

"P-Please," he said, his voice rumbling against my lips as I felt the pulse.

I smiled and raised my head, moving my hips slowly.