INICIAR SESIÓNFather Damon grabbed my legs, spreading them wide open. “Does that turn you on, Leah?” He asked, his voice raspy as he stared at my gaping pussy.Just as I was about to choke out a reply, he spat on my pussy, rubbing it in to further make it easier for him to fuck me.I groaned when he massaged my pussy softly, tugging at my sensitive nub. “Fuck…”Father Matthias' massive desk creaked under my weight as he spread me open like a sacrifice. Cool air hit my wet pussy, making me shiver. Father Damon stood between my thighs, stroking his thick length slowly while Father Matthias leaned over me at the top edge of the desk where I found myself being moved to, his own cock dragging across my collarbone."Look at her, all spread out and open for us," Father Damon murmured, his eyes locked on my pink, puffy pussy. "She's so fucking wet, I bet she's dripping onto the floor." He tapped his heavy dick against my slit, making me gasp.Father Matthias chuckled darkly, his hand coming up to wrap aro
LEAH'S POV Oh my fuckingㅡIt felt like my mind blanked when I felt Father Matthias's finger brush against my G-spot, his thick fingers stretching me apart like a dick.Fuck, if his fingers were that big, how big would his dick be then?Would they fuck me here? Or would they just torture me with this? I didn't care, I just wanted to be used by them.This was awakening a sick fantasy in me and I was determined to see it to the end.Father Matthias added another finger, scissoring them inside me as he felt my pussy squeezing around them. "She's so tight, Damon. No wonder men fall at her feet during confessions. No wonder they always ask for sister Leah to oversee their confessions. Tell me, sister, did you seduce them too? Show them this pretty cunt that's soaking me? Did you drip for them the way you drip for us now? No? I thought so." He thrust his fingers hard and fast, matching Father Damon's brutal pace in my mouth.Oh my god.I should stop this. Tell them that I didn't want to be
I was perched there, heart thudding as Father Damon came to stand in front of me, his crotch right at my face.What did they want me to do?Suddenly, he reached forward, fingers tangling in my hair as he bent me forward, forcing my lips to brush the massive tent in his cassocks. “Hmmm…you look so pretty…”“I told you that she was pretty. This is going to be so fun. See how wet she is. I bet that she is wondering what we are going to do to her. Fear not, Leah…we're gonna take good care of you, okay?”My back was arched, hands having to grip down on father Matthias's knees to steady myself and make sure that I didn't topple over, as well as Father Matthias's hand that hooked around my waist, keeping me firmly planted in place, pubes grinding hard on his legs.Father Damon pulled off his cassocks in a flurry of movement as he pulled out his cock, thick and heavyㅡ and painfully hard. I had seen my fair of dicks over the years. Before I joined the church and even after I had joined the chu
LEAH'S POVI had never been this nervous in my whole life.It suddenly felt like everyone was looking at me a bit more as I walked into the empty part of the cathedralㅡ moving in the opposite direction of the other sisters who were moving for the evening mass.There was no one else in this hallway, it meant that Father Matthias had planned it all so there would be no distractions.As soon as I got to his overly familiar door that I had stared at for months from afar, I knocked lightly.“Come in.”I didn't wait for another word. I gently pushed the door open and stepped in, first locking the door before turning back to the man sitting on the leather chair behind the mahogany desk.“Fatherㅡ” the words died in my throat as I noticed the other man standing beside him, softly illuminated by the chandelier above.Oh.Fear gripped me. Who was that?Father Matthias gestured vaguely to the man standing beside his table, arms folded behind him back as he watched me with a predatory look in his
CHAPTER 1271LEAH'S POVIt was a sin. Father, forgive meㅡ it was a sin. But it was one I couldn't stop committing.I lay awake at early dawn when other nuns prayed and I touched myself. Imagined it was him. That soft sultry voice of his as he said the morning prayers washing over my skin. His large calloused hands slipping under my veil, wrapping around the crucifix as he fucked me on the altar.I was going to hell for it.And I wasn't sorry.“ㅡLeah, you're doing it again.” A stern voice jolted me out of my daze and I jerked, clutching the heavy books tighter to my chest.I was met with the face of the head nun, her dark eyes watching me as I quickly lowered my head timidly as I always didㅡ if only they knew the thoughts that ran through my head. Or the things I did with the sacred objects when I was sent to clean the vestry after the masses.Just last week, I sat in the dark, skirt bunched at my waist as I fucked myself with a candle used for incenseㅡ head tipped back, moans slippi
She whimpered loudly into the belt gag, her hips lifting up towards me on their own as she got used to the double penetration. My fingers picked up speed inside her pussy while I started fucking her asshole faster, my heavy balls slapping against her thighs. "Take it," I growled."Please..." she managed to whimper between the belt gag, her voice strained and desperate. "Please... stop... I can't... ahhㅡ" Her words were broken by moans as I continued to relentlessly pound into both her holes. "Too much... Ohㅡ Too big…”"No such thing as too big for a greedy teacher like you," I retorted, thrusting harder. My fingers curled deep inside her pussy while my other hand reached up to squeeze her breast harshly. "You love being filled up by your student, don't you?”She whined loudly, shaking her head back and forth against the desk as if trying to deny it. But her body told a different story ㅡ her pussy clamped down tightly around my fingers while her asshole greedily sucked in every inch







