My holiness cannot compete with my horniness.
Sarah the flight attendant e-mailed me this week that she was in town, making for an excellent way to release the stress from finals. She promised the briefest of relationships, no strings attached.
Sarah greeted me in her upscale hotel room with a hug and a kiss. Her voluptuous body was clad in only a blue bra and a pair of blue panties. Her red hair, green eyes and 36DDD breasts beckoned the prospect of intense pleasure. Our conversation was pleasant, but mischievous fun awaited us.
Ooh!
Yes!
Don’t stop, baby!
Sarah got on all fours. I positioned myself behind her and continued my exertions. It was sex, raw and unadulterated. I marveled at the graceful curve of her back and her deliciously plump ass. I reached underneath and fondled her breast. Mid-thrust, she turned her head back and threw me a sultry glance.
Then I lost it.
Lutheran Guilt 