Many times during my very hectic day, I turn to God and throw a few words at him, like “Have mercy on me dear Lord.” Many times, He looks at me smiles and blesses me. I think that clears the fact that I am not an atheist and yes the pastor shall not marry his daughter.
Michelle is a very loving, very caring and careful hardworking girl in her 2nd year at UCU Mukono. She is a pastor’s daughter and she subscribes to the league of girls that will say ‘no sex before marriage’ and before you know it, they are on their knees sucking d*ck.
Michelle has all the features of a ready woman, succulent lips, a glorious burst, and a perfectly curved body. She hangs out with other Pastor’s daughters and they even have a whatsApp group and I bet they talk about the sermons. Reserved and with a significant amount of curfew, getting to her was not easy but being the kind of guy that recently started frequenting church, it wasn’t difficult to get myself under her radar.
It was a birthday party at Panamera bar in Kampala, she saw me just about the same minute I saw her staring at me and blushing. I walked up to her and she didn’t even have to introduce herself, I knew her and her sealed panties with the words “Not to be pounded until you put a ring on it.” I knew the drill, but deep in her eyes, I could see the yearning to be held tighter, closer and more desperately, I didn’t hesitate and neither did she.
Four minutes later, we were in the back of her father’s car, my lips wrapped around one of her stiff nipples as she moaned silently in my ear. I was still in my jeans and she was already topless, breast feeding me like I was a baby as she moved up and down on my boner. For a moment, I thought the poor old man in my pants would break.
