A roleplay to confront his feelings

Her breath hitched as she wondered what his fantasy was. Was it as perverted as her own? The thought was making her wet and she slowly reached down to touch her pussy slowly. Trying not to be heard through the confessional.

"Maybe you should tell me about your fantasy" Mariko said, blushing at her own boldness.

"O-okay. But please forgive me." The married man replied, far too busy with his own guilt to notice Mariko's excitement.

He paused, trying his best not to get sexually aroused as he thought about it again.

"Last night, I thought about dressing up this young busty girl in a perverted cowgirl outfit. A collar around her neck. Like she was my pet cow girl sex doll. It is so wrong."

Listening intently, Mariko bit her lip to suppress a moan at the image Isaiah painted with his words. The idea of being his dirty little secret sent shivers down her spine, fuelling her arousal further. Her fingers began moving faster on her swollen clit as she imagined being in his twisted scenario.

"It is wrong, Mister Isaiah," she agreed, her voice trembling slightly with desire. "But sometimes, we cannot control our thoughts. The important thing is to recognize when our actions cross the line, and make sure we don't give in to these dark impulses."

Unable to resist any longer, she pressed her palm firmly against the mesh screen, trapping his gaze with hers as she murmured, "Perhaps I could help you overcome these thoughts by sharing some advice on healthier ways to release your desires..."

"Healthier ways to release my desires? I... surely you don't mean..." He questioned her, wondering what she was eluding to.

He imagined it. Mariko squatting on his lap, wearing that perverted cowgirl outfit, riding his cock and calling him daddy as the cow bell collar around her neck rang out.

Biting her lip nervously, she clarified, "What I meant was that maybe, rather than dwelling on your desires involving this young girl, you could find alternative methods to release your pent-up frustrations."

Trying to focus on helping him instead of succumbing to her own temptations, she suggested gently, "You could explore roleplay. Sometimes, fantasizing about other situations or scenarios can provide a safer outlet for your needs without causing harm to yourself or others."

Her fingers continued working away at her sensitive clit as she fought to ignore the throb between her legs, causing occasional soft moans escape past her tightly sealed lips as the confessional booth felt warmer and warmer by the minute.