Pastors Eat Pwussy Too Novels & Stories

What the fuck? I heard the sound of keys jingling before the door was locked. I was confused and about to announce my presence, but what I heard next kept my mouth shut and helped me understand what went on. "Now get over here," said Pastor David, which was followed by the sound of lips smacking. I was stunned. Why the hell is Pastor David kissing a dude? I sat on the toilet and tried not to make any noise. I couldn't come out now. They would know they'd been found. The sound of lips smacking continued before I heard someone unzip their pants.

You can imagine the way the pastor would feel when he spoke about confession. “I have allowed the flesh to rule me and slept with my many including, em, em, I mean my, my maids,” Barry said stuttering and breaking out weeping uncontrollably. “What! Unbelievable!” the pastor exclaimed in utmost shock and disdain. “I how could you, a deacon in the church. One of the most respected deacons in the church. This is disheartening, unacceptable, and outrageous. You have violated morality, decency.” The pastor was indignant and stood up, pacing up and down. Barry looked at me, with eyes red, disturbed, and confused. I held his hands assumingly and never utter a word.

I wasn't up for this. Then I saw a face in my mind. A man I never met but I had seen a few times. Pastor Emmanuel Iren. The lead pastor of Celebration Church. He was very popular on social media. He was very charismatic with his teachings and his sermons were relatable. The excerpts he usually posted on his Twitter and I*******m always came up on my feeds from time to time. He had some music out too which were really nice.

Rhychard wondered if Adrian loved her in return or if it was just a casual fling for the pastor. "How could that pastor hurt those people?" Buttercup stared at her glass as she spoke. "He's supposed to be leading them into Heaven, right? I mean, they trusted him." Rhychard wished he had a straightforward answer for her, but as Kree had said, who knows what life hands people that pushes them in their choices. That was all Rhychard could tell her. He just didn't understand why people did half of what they did. Although, with Adrian, he figured the reason had to be a lust for power. The pastor wouldn't have been the first religious leader to mistake his inner greed for God's voice. Once a perso

When he finally came up for air, my thighs were shaking, the sheets were soaked, and Dean looked like a sinner who’d just found religion. Pussy Religion. Oh gosh, I can't imagine showing this diary to pastor John back in Sunday school; he'll call me possessed in every way. Oh, where was I? Right, Dean eating the hell out of my cunt, his chin was shining with my juices, his hair sticking up where I’d been pulling it, and his eyes… God, his eyes were wild.

He scowled and I scowled back. "Are you deaf?" he demanded. "Get up! Let's go!" I groaned. I swung my feet out of bed. He walked out of the room, grunting the whole way. >>><<< The only good thing about church--besides learning about all things Holy--was Primrose. She was the pastor's daughter. She was smart, kind, loving, and fun even though she followed what her dad said far too much. I had tried to convince her to get out of her shell, but nothing ever worked. Plus, she had a secret that only I knew. She would get exorcised if her father ever found out that she was a lesbian.

“I think he’s cherry picking scripture, I hate it when they do that.” “Shut the fuck up,” Isaac said. “Don’t bring attention to us. These religious nut fucks will turn on us in a second. The pastor lowered his bible and looked upon the crowd that was eagerly awaiting the fire and death of the vampires. “Before we do God’s work here tonight, I want to tell you a story, a story that will help you and guide you on a path to God.” The pastor slowed down and timed out his words for maximum impact. He had his audience where he

The pastor held the book up for all to see, shook it at them, his eyes alight. “This,” he said. “This is the catalyst. The ones who hide behind it, who twist the words between these covers for their own end. They who would lie to us, and corrupt the earth with their lies.” A pause here, a sigh of regret as his arms dropped to his sides. “It’s time to cull the herd, friends,” he demanded. “Time to rid it of the refuse, and to thin your community of its tainted and soul-sickening numbers. The ones holding you back, keeping you from your glorious rewards.

He continued where he had stopped gazing at my p@nty-clad c00chie. I didn't know why, but I got wet when he looked at my c00chie, so I opened it wide for him to enjoy. Additionally, I sensed my p@nty being s0aked. Right now, my uncle, the primary pastor, is the one preaching and sharing the gospel. Even though the assistant pastor was mentally fvvking me at the time Being the pastor's family, we were the last to depart after the service. Natasha and I became friends with the girl who sat next to us, whom we named Naomi.

While it was her turn, Carter would fuck me in the ass to feed Niku a dirty dick while Max pounded Sheila's bowels so Asoko could buff him clean. "My, my, you are adorable," Pastor Green said, stroking my pigtails. "When I'm preaching tomorrow, I'll be thinking about your cute lips polishing my pole clean." "That's so hot to hear, Pastor Green!" I purred and opened my mouth wide. I swallowed his cock. He groaned as I did that. It was just so amazing to suckle on his dirty dick. I buffed him clean with my tongue, the earthy flavor suffusing my mouth. It made me shiver in delight to enjoy this dirty taste. I was such a whore.