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Faith instinctively started to unbutton her blouse as she walked down the hallway which led from the fellowship hall area in the church basement towards Pastor Dave's office. She assumed that this would be yet another quick after service romp with her pastor and his wife. She felt her heart beating a little faster as she let herself into the familiar room. They had f****d many, many times in his office. On his desk. In his chair. On the couch. On the floor. If there was a surface for a body to be, it had been used for f*****g.
She was surprised to open the door to find an empty office.
Typically, Carly would already be inside, hungrily waiting for the perky young teen and the two women would get the party started as Pastor Dave said his goodbyes to the congregation: shaking the hands
