Pastor Bukky was a beauty to behold. Tall, thick, curvy with breasts to die for and a contradicting deep voice while her innocent doll face dazzles whenever she looked into the audience from the altar. Her American accent made her such a joy to listen to. She would pace from left to right on the altar during the sermon and I’ll never hear a thing she said. Even on a particular Sunday when she wore a loose fancy Arabian gown, her ass still managed to project it’s curvaceousness through the shaky polyester material. Pastor Bukky had all the qualities of a mega porn star but I wonder what she’s doing on the pulpit. She once asked the congregation to lift up holy hands with eyes closed while singing praises. I obeyed but my mind was busy imagining what Pastor Bukky looked like without her clothes on. Yet I was one of the most active ushers in the church then. I soon came out of my daydreaming to tell myself the bitter truth. It will never happen between me and Pastor Bukky. Besides, she is the first daughter of the church’s general overseer and even though she’s a spinster, a whole lot of chastity was expected from her. This was way back in my university days.
One Wednesday, after the mid-week service I had to wait in order to lock the main auditorium and hand over the keys to the church security. I could tell Pastor Bukky was still in her office because her red Toyota Corolla was still parked in her space even though all other church members already left. I was in a haste to lock up and get home as I had a test the next morning. I needed to study. I walked to the end of the hallway after climbing the stairs and moved close to Pastor Bukky’s office to see if she was attending to anybody. I put my ear to the door and heard soft whispers so I figured she was in a counseling session but then, “why the whispering?”, I asked myself. I lingered a little longer at the door only for me to hear one very short but slightly loud moan. I couldn’t believe my ears so I asked my eyes for help by using the keyhole. She had her laptop and her left leg on the large office table, one hand operating the laptop with the other doing something I didn’t understand between her legs.
I watched from the keyhole for minutes until Pastor Bukky became a little more reckless with her moaning. She must be thinking she was the only one left in the premises. She soon stood and raised her skirt up to just beneath her succulent breasts and from the way she whispered to the laptop screen I knew she was on some video chat. She fingered herself until her neck tilted backward and her lips formed an ‘O’ shape. Right there I confirmed Pastor Bukky was masturbating. I could not help but stroke my rooster through my black denim trousers. I did that for a while before making up my mind to unzip and release my already throbbing erection. I looked away from the keyhole for a while in order to bring my dick out without hurting myself with the metallic zippers of my denim. I returned to the keyhole and Pastor Bukky was trying to bring something out of her handbag.
As I watched with keen interest, my pastor brought out a medium sized pink Love Machine from her bag and inserted it first into her mouth as if to lubricate it with her saliva. She then pushed it deep into her throat a few times. I grabbed my rooster firmly and stroked it as if it was replacing the Love Machine in Pastor’s mouth. The Love Machine came out of her throat with very thick saliva on it. She then spread both legs and put them on the table with the laptop in between. The screen prevented me from viewing my pastor’s pussy but the expression on her face and body movement were enough to feed my imagination that evening. I could tell she was rubbing her clit and randomly slapping it with the Love Machine until she got super wet. I stood at the door wishing I could just summon the courage to go in and Bleep the hell out of this pastor I’ve always had lustful feelings for. She let out another loud moan as she inserted the full length of the Love Machine inside her vagina. Her eyes closed at the first thrust with a priceless expression on her face. Then I had only one thought left in my head. How to get inside Pastor Bukky’s office and make her use my dick instead of that Love Machine.

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