<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/10/Redheadelf.jpeg)</div><br/>That the oil would be rubbed into her breasts was more or less expected.  That didn't make it any easier to deal with.  "Ahh..."  Tashiel's lips parted in a soft moan, almost a sigh, as the priest's hands found her twin orbs.  She bit her lip, trying to contain her reaction.  But the priest was thorough, rubbing oil into every inch of her lovely full mounds.  The oil, too, made her breasts warm and slick, let his fingers dance enticingly over the sensitive flesh.  She shivered as his hands brushed the sensitive undersides, gasped every time he touched her ever-sensitive nipples.  Her teeth grit together as she tried to contain her reactions, but it was no use.  To her embarrassment, she found herself squirming delicately in his grasp, her pert rear brushing against him as her hips shifted back and forth, every breath coming in a soft gasp as the sensitive flesh of her breasts was touched again and again.<br/><br/>And then it was over.  "... thank you."  Tashiel managed, her voice scarcely above a whisper.  She watched as the priest watched his hands, blue eyes following him as he left.<br/><br/>Shaking her head, she moved to the racks of clothing, frowning thoughtfully.  The slick oil warmed the skin of her breasts... would it still be effective if cloth rubbed it off.  Still frowning, she dug until she found something that would rub minimally.  Essentially a swimming top in her preferred dark green, it would secure her full breasts, but little else, leaving most of her perfect orbs on display, still glistening with oils.  She selected not quite a matching bottom; instead, a skirt in the same color.  Frowning, she noted the length: barely to mid thigh, and with a slit running up one side as well.  After a moment, she sighed.  Well, she had to make do with what she had.<br/><br/>Sliding the clothes up onto her bare form, Tashiel departed.  Perhaps she would fare better today...