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It was difficult but not impossible for Signora Bettina DeMarco and Father Fillipo Gianelli to see each other. After all, she was a married woman and he, well, he was a priest in Arenzano.

However, it wasn't impossible. His incentive was Bettina's sweet tasting, beautiful, golden pussy and her insatiable mouth. Her incentive was his long, thick cock which filled her up and as she said, "Fillipo, I could spend the whole afternoon when we're together sucking it until you can give me no more of your delicious man cream."

It helped that her husband, Matteo DeMarco, traveled not just to Rome, but on occasion to Paris, Madrid and Zurich. One time due to a strike, he was stuck in Athens for two weeks. Bettina and Father Fillipo spent almost every day together, even if it was just for an hour or two. As she told him, "Don Fillipo, it is only right that I spend hours and hours on my knees in front of my priest."

How could he resist?

For six months their affair stayed hidden. Bettina was never so happy. Even in the first year of her marriage when her husband pleased her pussy with his cock and his tongue and she, a virgin, on their wedding night, could not get enough of his cock, were not as joyful as her time with Father Fillipo Gianelli.

Bettina always had a smile on her face; her eyes sparkled. Even her husband's small cock and awkward efforts to make love to her could not ruin her happiness. She'd either recently spent an afternoon with Fillipo or they had a date in the not-too-distant future.

Even while fucking her husband, Matteo, she was thinking of the priest. Her husband no longer ate her pussy and she no longer gave him blowjobs. Neither seem to care. He joined her in bed and with little foreplay mounted her. She pretended to enjoy it while thinking of the joy Fillipo brought her and would soon bring her again.

The problem was that the smile on her face and her sparkling eyes were a dead give-away to her friends and family. One friend, Maria Imperatore asked her, "Bettina, is Matteo home from work this week?"

"Why do you ask?"

"You have a smile on your face like I've never seen. Your husband must be pleasing you. In bed I hope," she laughed.

"I noticed that, too," Angelina Cammarano laughed. "Matteo must have something special in pants to put that kind of smile on your face." She put her hands almost a foot apart.

Even her mother noticed: "Bettina, Matteo must be doing something extraordinary to you. I've never seen you so happy. That makes your mother happy."

It was, however, the woman, who lived across the street, Rosa Florino who made the connection. "Signoras, I ran into Matteo one day last week. He was complaining that he is always traveling: Rome, Paris, Madrid. So, Bettina, who's putting a smile on your face?"

She blushed, but of course she couldn't tell. Not even her closest friends and certainly not her mother.

Not a month later, Father Fillipo Gianelli and Signora Matteo arranged to go away together. He'd arranged to attend a mid-week seminar in Pisa, and would be taking the train Monday morning and returning on Wednesday. His attendance at the seminar was known throughout the Arenzano parish.

What wasn't known was that there was no seminar, and he would be staying at a small, discreet hotel, and with Matteo DeMarco in Berlin, the Signora Bettina DeMarco would be visiting a distant cousin who happened to live in Pisa. Like there was no seminar; there was no cousin.

Fillipo, without his collar arrived first and then Bettina on the next train from Genoa. As soon as she closed the door to their room, she took her clothes off. "Fillipo, I'm not putting any clothes on until we

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