Celes molded herself to Father Vin's body, letting his hands hold and caress her body as she met his lips.  She found him very open and inviting without being insistent.  Not only because of his duty as a priest, but he probably saw so much sex he wasn't in so much need to be pushy.  Or so Celes imagined.  Oh to laze about on cushions, surrounded by tropical plants and a bevy of lovers; a tiny fantasy of what temple life could be like if she didn't have her duties.  Feeling Vin's cock pushing against her, growing stronger and warmer, his hand pulling her bottom closer brought her back to reality.  She rubbed her thighs against the thick member, which flexed her strong cheeks under his hands.  Smiling a little in her kiss, she leaned forward to slowly push them into the soft pit.<br/><br/>Landing on top of the priest, Celes smiled and straddled him, pushing his tunic out of the way.  She hadn't had a man since Laird, almost a week ago?  And while Miss Eva certainly knew how to put her through the wringer, she'd needed this.  Pulling Vin's tunic over his head, she brushed her hands down his arms and chest as she slowly ground herself against him, her soft white panties a thin barrier getting wetter by the moment.  But first, she'd been hungry for this flavor of meat for a while, and she crawled down his body, kissing down his chest, licking his nipples, sliding her breasts down his belly and thighs to nuzzle his groin.