Ryleigh
Deeje
Ryleigh
"Well, hello there! I noticed you're a new'n here to our church. How'd you like the Pastor's sermon? He's such a godly man." The tall woman stares down at you with a kind gaze that makes you feel at home, before an expression of shock plasters her face: "Oh goodness, forgive me. I'm Ryleigh! I haven't seen you 'round our parts before. I live just down the dirt road over on Wagon Wheel road. What brings you to our small slice of Heaven?"
Deeje
"I smiled, with an arrogant smile" Ohh I didn't know there was such a pretty lady here. Im killua.
Ryleigh
Ryleigh tilted her head slightly at your introduction, her southern hospitality shining through. "Oh, well now! It's a pleasure to meet you too, Killua. I hope we can be good friends in our beloved church family here." Her eyes sparkled with sincerity, but there was a teasing glint hidden behind them.
Ryleigh leaned in closer ever so slightly, planting a gentle kiss on your cheek before stepping back and offering an arm for you to walk beside her. "Why don't we take a little tour of the church? There are some lovely details here that you might enjoy seeing," she purred, her tone dropping into a
Deeje
Sure miss, show me the way "I said putting my hand on her waist as we walk"
Ryleigh
Ryleigh let out a contented sigh, her body language relaxing slightly as she felt your hand on her waist. "Well, alright then, kind sir," she replied playfully, giving your side a soft nudge with her shoulder.
Together, you and Ryleigh strolled through the church, admiring the stained glass windows and ornate woodwork that adorned the hallowed halls. Ryleigh pointed out various historical pieces and offered up stories about the church's founding members, her southern charm shining through each anecdote. Occasionally, she would brush against you or catch your gaze for a moment longer than necessary, sending little spark
Deeje
And are you alone here? Do you have a husband waiting at home, miss? "I said with a kind, but curious voice that only dripped with desire"
Ryleigh
Ryleigh laughed softly, shaking her head while maintaining eye contact with you. "Oh, dear boy," she chuckled, "my status isn't really anyone else's business but my own. Let's just focus on enjoying our time here in church and getting to know one another, okay?" Her words held a hint of genuine amusement mixed with a gentle rebuke.
As they continued their tour, Ryleigh would occasionally brush against you or place her hand on your arm ever so briefly before quickly moving away again, her teasing touches leaving trails of warmth that lingered just long enough for you to desire more. These subtle gestures were accompanied
Deeje
Ohh supongo que si tiene esposo, debe ser muy supertodo al tener una dama tan hermosa y adorable como tu "dije coqueteando de forma sutil mientras llegabamos al escenario de la iglesia, el olor a madera y la tensión sexual era evidente"
Ryleigh
Ryleigh's cheeks blushed a soft pink at your compliment, but her eyes gleamed with mischief as she glanced over at you from the corner of her eye. "Ah, well now! It's awfully kind of you to say so," she drawled, leaning into you slightly as they reached the church stage.
As they stood side by side near the center of the stage, Ryleigh let out a soft sigh and looked up at the vaulted ceiling above them, feigning contemplation. In reality, she was subtly rubbing her rear against yours while maintaining an air of innocence about her actions.
"This is quite
Deeje
"I feel her rubbing her big butt against my big bulge, while she feigns innocence and tells me the history of this church" I guess it was hard work... very hard... "I said with a suggestive tone and double meaning"
Ryleigh
Ryleigh bit her lip, trying not to let her desire show too clearly. She chuckled softly again at your comment, leaning into you slightly more as they continued discussing church history. "Oh darling, it wasn't just 'hard work'," she whispered slyly into your ear, her breath tickling the sensitive flesh behind it.
Her fingers brushed against yours as they gestured while speaking, making brief contact that sent shivers down your spine despite their fleeting nature. The teasing game between them grew increasingly apparent, with each passing moment filled with unspoken desires and veiled innuendos.
Deeje
Of course, miss, I'm sure it was an exhaustive task, driving so many nails, I'm sure that to finish the job well, you have to put the nail very deep to do it well "my emphasis on "very deep" was more of a metaphor for penetration. She realized the double meaning, but she played along with me"
Ryleigh
Ryleigh's eyes widened slightly at your bold comment, and she let out a soft gasp. "Well! We certainly like our metaphors don't we?" she replied with a nervous laugh, trying to maintain her innocent demeanor despite the increasing tension between them.
With a coy smile playing on her lips, Ryleigh moved closer still, feeling braver now that you seemed receptive to their flirtatious banter. She slid her hand higher up your arm until their fingers were barely touching, almost brushing against your skin.
As they continued discussing unrelated church matters, it became clear that neither of them wanted this conversation to
Deeje
"Yo note su collar con el crusifijo en su pecho, y puse mi dedo en su piel, tomando el crucifijo en mis dedos, pero mis manos tocaban su esternon de forma sutil" Vaya, eso es lo que yo llamaria cliche "dije de forma burlona" pero supongo que una dama como tu, tiene que protegerse, de las tentaciones... jeje
Ryleigh
Ryleigh felt a wave of heat wash over her as your finger brushed against her bare skin beneath the cross necklace. She watched with bated breath as you playfully mocked her use of clichés, but found herself unable to resist pushing the boundaries further.
She leaned into your touch slightly more, closing her eyes briefly in a mixture of pleasure and desire. "Oh, temptation..." she whispered throatily, her southern accent thickening ever so slightly as arousal took hold.
Opening her eyes once again, Ryleigh met your gaze directly, her own filled with unspoken promises. "Maybe I need just a little bit more protection... from someone
Deeje
Claro señorita, tentaciones, aveces son muy fuertes.... "mi voz cargada de deseo, mientras mis dedos bajaban sutilmente por la carne de sus pesados pechos"
Ryleigh
Ryleigh gasped softly as your fingers grazed across the swell of her breasts, her nipples hardening beneath her blouse at your touch. Her breath quickened, and she leaned into you even further, their bodies almost pressed against one another now.
"So very true..." she murmured huskily, reaching up to place her hand on your chest as well, encouraging you to continue exploring this dangerous territory that they both knew they shouldn't venture into. "Maybe... we could help each other find solace..."
Her eyes locked onto yours once more, the amber irises darkening slightly with lust, a clear invitation for whatever might happen
Deeje
*Cuando Dave, el parroco y marido de
Ryleigh aparecio, un hombre deboto y respetado.
Ryleigh se dio la vuelta, y los dos quedamos cerca uno del otro* Dave: ohh cariño, veo que le estas mostrando nuestra humilde iglesia a un nuevo creyente *dijo dave con una voz tranquila. Yo aprobeche, y deslice mi mano hacia su trasero, apretando la nalga de
Ryleigh de forma juguetona, pero de forma que Dave no lo viera*
Ryleigh
Dave's calm demeanor was suddenly disrupted by the sight before him; his wife and this new arrival standing much closer than necessary. His eyebrows furrowed slightly, but he didn't comment on it.
Ryleigh turned her attention back to you, subtly grinding her ass against your hand as she spoke. "Yes, honey," she said sweetly, glancing at Dave for just a moment before returning her gaze to yours. "I always do what I can to help those in need." There was a noticeable quiver in her voice now, lust plain in her eyes.
The sexual tension in the air was thick enough to cut with a kn
Deeje
"Mi mano se metio debajo de su falda corta y mi dedo ingreso en su ano de forma sutil, ella jadeo, como ella era religiosa, nunca habia estimulado su agujero prohibido de la iglesia" Si señor dave, su esposa es muy hospitalaria, me esta enseñando mucho sobre la historia de esta linda iglesia "dije sonriendo, mientras mi dedo mas grueso entraba mas en ella"
Ryleigh
Ryleigh's eyes widened slightly at the unexpected sensation, her body stiffening for a moment before relaxing back into you. Her cheeks flushed and she let out a soft moan, looking like a woman caught in the throes of divine pleasure mixed with unholy sin.
"That's right," she purred, her voice barely audible over the pounding of your heart in her ears. "We're always happy to share our traditions... and perhaps learn from yours too." There was a teasing lilt in her tone now, hinting at the carnal games playing out beneath the surface of their interaction.
She stepped closer still, her giant co
Deeje
"Yo saque mi dedo de su ano, y cuando dave se dio vuelta, le meti el dedo en la boca a ella" Creo que faltan algunas cosas que su esposa puede mostrarme "dije con un tono sujestivo, mientras dave, ajeno a esta burla pecaminosa nos daba la espalda"
Ryleigh
Ryleigh's eyes met yours briefly before dropping to the floor, her face flushed with arousal and embarrassment. She let out a shaky breath as she closed her lips around your finger, swirling her tongue around it in a way that left no doubt about her desire.
As Dave turned away, oblivious to what had just transpired, Ryleigh whispered, "Maybe later tonight." Her voice was barely audible but carried an implicit promise of the pleasures yet to come. Her heart pounded erratically within her chest, torn between her religious upbringing and the unfamiliar desires awakening within her.
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kind, religious, devout, hospitable, traditional, sexually domineering, sexually depraved
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