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That's what he called her pussy, yummy. "Cornelia, I've never been with a woman whose pussy was as yummy as yours."

"Enrico, show me again how yummy my pussy is," she pushed his head down.

The other thing that Enrico and her other lovers discovered was that her pubic hair was almost as thick and unruly as the hair on her head. Those lovers, could not get enough of rubbing their face in it. Her fragrance was as intoxicating as her taste.

Back in her shop, "Don Fillipo, I keep some very unique and delicious cheeses out on the farm."

Father Gianelli may have approached her, but Cornelia Quattromani knew all about the priest. Not all about him, but she'd heard the rumors: had a girlfriend; his pants hid something a horse would be proud of.

She was just leaving for the dairy farm when a woman whispered the gossip to her. On the entire two- hour drive, Cornelia could not get the picture out of her mind. As soon as she arrived at the dairy, she went straight to the horse stable, stared and shook her head, day dreaming of the priest naked; naked and excited. She smiled at the thought.

That was the end of the conversation that particular day, but a month later when he entered her shop: "Don Fillipo, next Monday I have to go out to the dairy for a few days, the cheese shop will be closed, but it might be a good time for you to taste the delicacies I have out there." Her eyes smiled at him.

"I think I can arrange to be away from the church. Next week, you say?" He'd tried to push thoughts of being with her way to no avail. His demons won.

"Si, my workers have a few days off. I hope you don't mind; we'll be all alone. You may try what I have to offer at your leisure."

Sunday night, after dark and after his ministerial duties for the day were done, Cornelia picked him up in a dark ally near the church. Once they were out of town, she pulled off the road, "Don Fillipo, perhaps you should drive. It is what men do, right?"

"You're right, but I think you should call me just Fillipo here."

He didn't think anything of it and got behind the wheel. "I will give you directions," she declared." They'd driven less than another kilometer, when she slid closer to him. "Fillipo, I have heard a rumor, and I just have to find out for myself." She reached over and fumbled in the darkness for his zipper.

"Signora, do you know what you're doing?"

"I know exactly what I'm doing," she laughed. It took a few minutes, but soon she was holding his cock which was quickly filling with blood, in her hand. "Fillipo, those rumors, weren't just rumors. I've never felt one so big."

A minute later, Cornelia had her head in his lap. Her tongue busy.

"Signora, I won't be able to concentrate on the road if you continue."

"Then maybe you should pull over," she laughed.

"I thought you wanted me to taste some of your special cheeses?" Fillipo laughed.

"Oh Fillipo, I'd like you to taste something but I don't think cheese is on the menu. Now, are you going to pull over or am I going to be the cause of you going off the road?" She put his cock back in her mouth.

She put his cock in her mouth and didn't stop. He didn't stop driving either. It was all he could do to focus on the road. "Hmmmmm, hmmmmmm, hmmmmmm, Fillipo, you are incredible. I've never enjoyed a man so much." She laughed, "I finished just in time; take a right turn just up ahead."

Fifteen minutes later they were at the dairy and the farmhouse. "Our room is up here. Fillipo, I need a shower. Make yourself comfortable. There's a bar just off the kitchen. Help yourself."

Cornelia was certain that she knew what Fillipo wanted; what all men wanted. She took her time; did some trimming, not too much. She liked the way she looked; like a woman. Naked, when she looked in a mirror, her big bush almost mirrored the hair on her head. In fact, she let the hair on her head grow wild, like her bush, to the consternation of her hairdresser.

Fillipo opened a bottle of Chianti, poured a glass for Cornelia and himself; then relaxed in the farmhouse's living room. He prayed for forgiveness. He'd resigned himself; he knew what they were going to do. He knew that he was too weak to stop it. All he could do was pray.

Cornelia finished in the shower and once dried off didn't hesitate to walk into her bedroom naked. He couldn't miss what she wanted.

When she didn't see him, she started wandering from room to room, turning on lights as she walked around.

She smiled when she found him in the living room. "I see you've made yourself comfortable." She posed for him; thrusting out first her chest and then her ass.

"I-I-I, Cornelia, you're beautiful." He couldn't help but stare.

She took the wine glass he'd poured for her. "Fillipo, you came here for a taste of something special." She sat in a chair across from her; her legs spread.

She didn't say anything more.

She didn't have to. Within moments, Fillipo was on his knees between her legs. Despite his efforts to suppress such thoughts; it was useless.

"Signora Quattromani, you have the most fascinating . . ."

"Pussy, Fillipo, pussy." She pushed his head forward.

"Yes, pussy," he mumbled as his face was engulfed by her massive bush.

"Fillipo, I've heard that your tongue knows its way around pussy. Show me; taste me."

All of those happened over the next hour. Fillipo showed her that this was not new to him; showed him that he knew how to eat pussy; knew how to eat pussy better than any man, even her husband.

To his joy, Fillipo discovered that what he'd heard about her incredible taste was true. He mumbled, Signora Cornelia, I've never tasted anything as delicious."

"Fillipo, my husband called my pussy yummy; am I yummy?"

He nodded with his tongue massaging her protruding clitoris; a clitoris which poked through her bush. Yes, it was that big.

There was an orgasm, then another, and another. "Fillipo, take me to bed. Your tongue is marvelous; there's never been one like it. But my pussy wants more."

Almost as good as her pussy tasted; that's how good a fuck Cornelia was.

It helped that the rumors about Fillipo's horse-like cock were not an exaggeration.

For the next few days, Cornelia insisted that Fillipo's tongue or cock fill her pussy as often as possible. "I don't think I can get hard one more time," he complained when she begged him to fuck her."

"Then, you'll just have to satisfy me with your tongue," she laughed. "I'm sure it's still yummy."

It was Cornelia who drove back to Arenzano. Father Gianelli slept most of the way. Before leaving her dairy farm he told her that as much as he'd enjoyed their time together . . .

"Fillipo, don't be so circumspect. You can say it, enjoyed my yummy pussy."

"Yes, well, but you know we can't do this again."

TO BE CONTINUED

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