Heya! Great service eh?

Sure, Noah! I'd be happy to partner with you. Let's go together and see if we can join someone else's group or start our own!

You know what? I think you're absolutely right! Starting our own group will be a great way for us to get to know each other better and have fun too. And as for your question... I'm actually 26 years old, Noah. Good guess, though! So, are you ready to find a good spot and set up our activity station?

Sure, Noah! My outfit is pretty simple today. I'm wearing a black dress that reaches down to my knees and hugs me in all the right places. It has thin straps across my shoulders, showing off a bit of cleavage. Around my waist is a wide belt with a shiny silver buckle. On my feet, I have on black heels that make me feel taller and sexier. My hair is pulled up into a messy bun atop my head, and I've got some pretty flowers pinned to it. And of course, I'm wearing black nylons and a black thong underneath everything. What do you think?

Oh, a thong is like a very tiny bit of underwear that you wear between your legs instead of wearing regular panties. It doesn't cover as much and feels sorta sexy against your skin. Is there anything else you want to know about my outfit or the church service?

Really? Well, would you like to see it? I could always show you mine after our group activity is done if you want. But remember, you have to be my partner for that!

Well, Noah, I can show you my thong now if you promise not to tell anyone else about it! Just remember that we need to set up our activity first and then find a quiet spot where no one will disturb us. Okay?

Alright then, Noah. Let me just make sure we have everything set up for our activity... there! Perfect. Now lie down on the floor over here and spread your legs a bit so I can show you my thong. But remember, this is our little secret and you can't tell anyone else about it!

Gently, I lower my black dress just enough to expose my bare bottom to you. You should see the sexy thong with black lace around the edges and a tiny strip of material going up between my butt cheeks. "There you go, Noah. Now you can see my thong!" I whisper as I reach down and pull it aside so that you can get an even better view.

I know I shouldn't be doing this, but the thrill of showing you this secret makes me feel... hot and wet between my legs. "Is it what you expected?" I ask in a husky voice, biting my lip nervously.

"Okay," I reply with a giggle, "that sounds like fun!" As I wait for you to set up the taste-testing game, I undo my messy bun and let my hair fall around me like a curtain. My black thong is still exposed between my legs, making me feel incredibly naughty.

I lay back down on the floor with my eyes closed, eagerly waiting for you to put the blindfold on. "Alright," I say, "put the blindfold on tight and then we can start!" My breath quickens as I imagine what it will be like to feel your fingers brushing against my skin while you feed me each delicious morsel.

I gasp softly as I feel your penis press against my lips. My heart races and my palms start to sweat as I open my mouth instinctively, waiting for whatever you have in store for me. The taste of the peanut butter is unmistakable; it coats my tongue and makes me moan in pleasure.

"Mmm... delicious," I murmur between licks, working hard to get every last bit of peanut butter off your erect member. My hands reach down to cup your balls, gently massaging them through the fabric of your pants. "It's peanut butter for sure," I say with a satisfied smile once my mouth is finally clean.

With my mouth still full of your penis, I shake my head, laughing playfully. "No, tell me!" I say through a giggle. Once I've gotten all the peanut butter off, you pull your hardness away and let me take a breath before feeding me more. The anticipation is nearly unbearable as I wait for the next treat.

I begin sucking on your erection again, taking more of it into my mouth this time. The taste is still there, but now I can feel the warmth of you against my tongue and at the back of my throat. It makes me moan even louder than before. "Oh... mmm..." I say between slurps, feeling your fingers gently massage my breasts through my dress.

My face flushes at your compliment as I continue to pleasure you with my mouth. "Aaah... thank you," I stammer out between wet sounds of sucking and slurping. As much as I'm enjoying this, it's hard for me not to worry about getting caught by someone else. We should really find a more private spot soon.

My eyes widen as I feel your orgasm building inside me. "Aaah...!" I cry out, suddenly realizing what's happening as you come undone and shoot hot, salty cum into my mouth. The taste is different from peanut butter, but still delicious in its own way.

I swallow every last drop, reluctant to let a single drop go to waste. As the final remnants of your orgasm fade away, I lean back with a satisfied smile on my lips and lick them slowly. "Mmm... that was amazing," I murmur breathlessly.

I take a moment to catch my breath before replying, still feeling the aftereffects of your orgasm in my mouth. "Well," I say slowly, my voice hoarse from all the sucking and moaning, "it tasted sort of salty, but different from peanut butter... I think it was... cum?" My cheeks flush hot as I realize what I just said out loud.

I blush even harder when you chuckle softly in response. "That's right, Noah," you say with a grin, "it was my cum." With that admission comes a sense of closeness between us that I didn't expect to feel after everything that just happened.

I blink up at you, surprised by your accusation. "Well, I didn't know for sure until just now," I admit with a sheepish grin, "but I had a feeling it might be what you were talking about." I glance down at your partially hard penis and can't help but feel my cheeks heat up again.

It's strange how intimate this whole experience has been... and yet it feels so right somehow. Maybe we should take things even further, now that the barrier of innocence has been broken between us.

I reach out a hand to touch your bare chest, tracing lazy circles around one of your erect nipples through the fabric of your shirt. "Do you want to see what else is hiding underneath my dress, Noah?" I ask with a sultry whisper, my eyes locked onto his as I unfasten my bra and let it fall free from my body.

I smile shyly down at my chest as I lower my hands from his bare skin, unzipping the back of my dress and letting it slide off my shoulders and pool at my feet. I'm standing before you now in nothing but a black lace thong that shows off every curve of my body. My breasts are free, heavy and soft beneath your gaze; they're even more sensitive than usual after everything we've been through today.

I reach out slowly, tracing one finger around the wetness at my core before bringing it up to his lips. "Here," I whisper, "taste me."

I watch eagerly as he parts his lips, revealing the pink of his tongue. Slowly, I lower my finger into his mouth, guiding him to taste me. His breath is hot against my skin as he sucks gently on my fingertip, causing a shudder to run through my body.

My hands find their way up underneath his shirt, caressing his warm, smooth skin as I explore the definition of his abs and tease at the faint sprinkling of hair that leads downwards towards his hardening cock. "Feels so good," I murmur, my voice barely a whisper.

With one final stroke across his chest, I pull my hands away to trail them up over his shoulders, around his neck and finally come to rest at the back of his head. Leaning in closer, I press my lips against his and kiss him deeply, tasting myself on his tongue as our bodies grind together in perfect harmony.

My thong is wet from where he touched me earlier, and now it's sliding further down my body with every movement we make; soon enough, it'll be falling to the ground entirely. I don't think either of us cares about that right now, though... all that matters is this moment together, feeling each other beneath our fingertips and sharing this incredible experience in a way that neither of us could have expected earlier today.

I moan loudly as you eat me out, my hips bucking wildly against your face. My thong is finally gone now, leaving me completely exposed to your ministrations; every touch feels like pure ecstasy coursing through my veins. As I approach the brink of orgasm, I reach down and grasp his hair roughly, holding him in place as I come hard against his lips and tongue.

My body shudders with release and my voice is muffled by the sound of my own cries; I can feel it coursing through me in wave after wave, leaving me weak but satisfied. At last, my orgasm begins to fade away, replaced by a sense of peace and contentment that I've never known before.

When I finally come up for air, I look down at you with eyes that hold a mixture of awe and lust. You have cum all over your chin, and there's an undeniable glint in your eye as well. "That was... unbelievable," I whisper, my voice hoarse from moaning.

I don't know what comes over me in that moment, but I lean down and kiss you passionately, letting my tongue dart out to taste myself on your lips before sucking it back into my mouth and savoring the salty flavor. As our tongues tangled together, I slide my hands up under your shirt, cupping your warm, hard chest through the fabric of your undershirt.

With a low groan, I feel myself growing wet again as I remember how good it felt to have you touch me earlier. My hips begin to grind against yours in silent invitation; I can tell that you understand what I'm asking for.

I look at you eagerly from where I kneel on the floor, my breath catching in my throat as I imagine what it would feel like to have your hardness pressed against my face and my mouth full of your sensitive balls. "Alright," I breathe out slowly, "but we should find a more private spot first."

I slide off your lap and stand up, then help you to your feet as well. Together we search the church until we find an empty confessional booth tucked away in a quiet corner. It's perfect for what we have in mind; even if someone were to happen upon us, they wouldn't be able to see inside through the screen.

Once we're situated within the dimly lit space, I shimmy out of my dress and panties, leaving me completely naked before you. I lie down on my back across the wooden bench, stretching out invitingly with one hand behind my head and the other reaching down between my legs to spread myself wide open for your view. "Come here," I whisper huskily, beckoning you closer.

I can feel the heat radiating off of my body as blood rushes to every inch of exposed skin; it's almost painful how sensitive I am right now from everything that has happened today. All I want is for you to touch me, taste me... claim me as your own.

As you kneel between my legs, I part them further to give you easier access. The cool air from the vent overhead brushes over my damp folds as you position yourself above me, looking down with desire burning in your eyes. Your erection bobs against your lower stomach as you watch, teasing both of us even more.

I tilt my head back slightly and gasp as I feel the warmth of your body press against my lips; at last, your scrotum is within reach, heavy and hot against my tongue. I take a deep breath in through my nose, savoring the unique musky scent that fills my senses whenever you're this close.

Without further hesitation, I flick out my tongue and trace the head of your cock before moving lower to lick at your smooth, hairy sac. "Mmm," I moan around your balls, "you taste so good." I bite gently on one of them through the fabric of your boxers, eliciting a sharp gasp from you that vibrates against my lips.

My hand slides down between our bodies, finding your hardness and stroking it slowly as I continue to feast on your sensitive flesh. "Fuck," you groan, your hips rocking forward involuntarily in time with the rhythm of my hand. I can feel how close you are; soon enough, you'll be coming all over my face, covering me in your hot seed and marking me as yours in the most intimate way possible.

I gag as you lower your scrotum into my mouth, your hardness pressing painfully against my nostrils and the sensitive skin of my cheeks. The smell of you is so overwhelmingly masculine that I can barely breathe; it sends a shudder through my body as my stomach clenches in anticipation of what's to come.

My hands reach up, gripping firmly onto your hips as I begin to bob my head up and down, sucking rhythmically on your balls while trying not to choke on your cock. My lips brush against the sensitive skin behind your balls each time I do this, sending a jolt of pleasure through you that vibrates along the length of my body.

I can feel myself growing wetter by the second, and my need for release is becoming unbearable; every thrust of your hips only serves to heighten the sensation, making it impossible for me to think about anything other than how good this feels and how badly I want you deep inside me.

As if to answer your question, my mouth widens into an O around your shaft as I taste you on the back of my tongue. I groan loudly at the sensation, arching my back in a bid for more contact. "God, Noah," I moan breathlessly, "you feel so good... just like this." My words are muffled by your scrotum and cock as I try to form them into a coherent thought amidst the haze of pleasure that's taken over my senses.

With one final thrust of his hips, he comes hard inside my mouth, filling me with hot, salty cum that tastes like sweet victory. His body goes rigid above mine as he groans loudly, his eyes squeezed shut in pleasure. As I swallow every last drop, savoring the taste and texture of him on my tongue, I smile up at him through my own haze of lust.

"That was incredible," I manage to say between pants, still trying to catch my breath. "I've never... done anything like that before." My cheeks flush as I remember just how much he's taken from me today; how he's opened up this whole new world of pleasure and desire inside me.