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Chapter 187: THE Corporate Retreat(III)

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"Give me your hand," Thomas commanded, and Isabella wrapped her hand around his thirteen-inch cock, stroking while her mouth and pussy were filled.

Richard stood to the side, filming on his phone. "This is going in my private collection," he said. "Every weekend when my wife is at her book club, I'll watch this. Watch you being destroyed by three cocks at once."

David's thrusts became harder, faster. "I'm close," he grunted. "Where do you want it?"

"Inside," Isabella managed to say when Michael
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  • The Forbidden Sisterhood: A Collection Of Forbidden Stories    Chapter 283: The Priest's Confession: The Choir Soloist(II)

    "I can't...""You can." His hands slid up her ribs. "You've been singing like this for six years, Seraphina, with your whole body held back. Let it out. Let it all out."She sang. His hands moved up and cupped her breasts through her blouse, squeezing gently, and she gasped, and the note wobbled, and she held on, and kept singing. Pleni sunt caeli et terra... He found the buttons of her blouse and undid them one by one. Her voice shook. He slid the fabric from her shoulders and let it fall. She stood at the rail in a plain white bra with her hair tumbling down her back and sang, voice trembling, to an empty church.He unhooked the bra and It fell to the floor."Beautiful," he whispered. And he cupped her bare breasts and rolled both nipples between his fingers, and Seraphina's voice went up an octave on a sharp, breathless, helpless note that was not in the music."There it is," said Lucien, low and pleased. "That's the sound I've been waiting for."He turned her around and lifted her

  • The Forbidden Sisterhood: A Collection Of Forbidden Stories    Chapter 282: The Priest's Confession: The Choir Soloist(I)

    Seraphina had been told her whole life that she had the voice of an angel, and she was beginning to suspect that angels had no idea what she was thinking.She was twenty-eight. She sang soprano and led the choir at St. Brigid's, and every Sunday for six years she had stood in the loft above the nave and poured her whole body into the Ave Maria, the Panis Angelicus, the Agnus Dei, while two hundred parishioners tilted their heads back and wept. Her voice was pure. Clear. Silver. People said it made them feel closer to God.What they could not hear, what no one could hear, was what Seraphina was thinking while she sang.It had started in September, with the arrival of the new priest.Father Lucien Reyes had walked into choir rehearsal on a Thursday night to introduce himself, in a black cassock, with a smile that hit her low in the stomach like a hand. He had said a few warm words about music being a form of prayer. He had asked her name. When she told him, he had repeated it slowly, Se

  • The Forbidden Sisterhood: A Collection Of Forbidden Stories    Chapter 281: The Priest's Confession: The Widow(V)

    "Always," said Lucien."Do you both want me?""Yes," they said at once.She closed her eyes for a long moment. When she opened them, something fierce and bright had risen in her chest, a feeling she hadn't felt in years: the feeling of being entirely, thrillingly alive."Then I'd like you both to stay," said Rose.Father Brennan came to her slowly, the way a man approaches something he has wanted for a long time and is afraid of breaking. He took her face in his lean, strong hands and looked at her."Tell me if it's too much," he said."I will."He kissed her.It was different from Lucien's kiss. Slower. Deeper. A kiss from a man who had spent thirty years learning restraint, and who was letting it go one careful piece at a time. She melted against him, sighing into his mouth, and behind her she felt Lucien's hands settle on her hips and his mouth find the back of her neck.Two priests. Two mouths. Four hands."You're trembling," said Matthias against her lips."I'm not afraid.""I kn

  • The Forbidden Sisterhood: A Collection Of Forbidden Stories    Chapter 280: The Priest's Confession: The Widow(IV)

    She went down gladly. She unzipped him with unsteady fingers and freed the long, thick length of him, hard and heavy and already wet at the tip, and took him into her mouth with a deep, hungry moan."Fuck," he breathed. "Fuck, Rose."She sucked him slowly, taking him as deep as she could, her lips stretched around his thickness, her tongue swirling along the underside. His hand tangled in her hair and he pushed her down gently, and she let him, relaxing her throat, breathing through her nose."That's it. Open for me. Let me in."He began to thrust up into her mouth. Slow at first, then harder, holding her head still while he fucked her face in deep, steady strokes. She gagged, once, eyes streaming, and he stopped immediately and stroked her cheek."Too much?"She shook her head, wiped her mouth, and swallowed him again.He cursed, a long raw sound, and gave in. He fucked her mouth with his whole body, hips rolling up, his hands gripping her head, the wet, obscene sounds of it filling

  • The Forbidden Sisterhood: A Collection Of Forbidden Stories    Chapter 279: The Priest's Confession: The Widow(III)

    "Lucien," she gasped. "Oh, God, it's been so long.""I know. I've got you." He held still, buried in her, shaking with restraint. "Tell me when.""Now." Her voice cracked. "Please, now."He moved.Slow, deep strokes at first. Then faster. He fucked her against the wall of the little chapel with the Virgin watching from her niche, and Rose bit down on her own forearm to keep quiet, tears of pleasure sliding down her cheeks. Every thrust hit her deep. Every thrust made her cry out. His hand slid around her waist and found her clit, rubbing tight, fast circles, and the second orgasm hit her so quickly that her knees buckled.He held her up. He kept fucking her. He growled in her ear, "Again. I want to feel you again."She came a third time with his name on her lips, and that was what broke him. He drove into her one last time, buried to the root, and came with a deep, ragged groan, his teeth against her shoulder, pulsing hot inside her.They sank to the floor together, tangled and gaspin

  • The Forbidden Sisterhood: A Collection Of Forbidden Stories    Chapter 278: The Priest's Confession: The Widow(II)

    He unbuttoned her coat. He peeled it from her shoulders. Underneath she wore a plain black dress, a church dress, and he drew the zipper down her spine with one slow, careful hand and let it slide to the floor.She stood in a slip and a black lace bra and a pair of simple cotton panties, and she suddenly felt thirty-eight, and soft, and uncertain. She crossed her arms over her stomach."Don't," said Lucien."I'm not what I was at twenty.""No." He gently pulled her arms away. "You're better."He sank to his knees in front of her, and the sight of a priest on his knees in a chapel, looking up at her with those dark, hungry eyes, nearly broke her."Let me worship you," he said.He pressed his lips to her stomach. He kissed the soft curve of her belly, the tiny silver stretch marks she hadn't known how to be proud of, the dip of her hip. He drew down her panties and she stepped out of them, and he parted her thighs with his hands and looked at her, and made a sound low in his throat."Lo

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