PLEASE ME, DADDY: 50 SHADES OF DESIRE
Fuck me like the sinner I am.
Kenneth swallowed hard, his mouth dry despite the earlier mess. He aligned himself, the tip of his dick pressing against the resistant entrance. It felt warm, forbidden, the muscle clenching at the touch. He spat into his palm hastily, rubbing the saliva over his shaft for what little slickness it provided, then pressed forward again. With a firm push from his hips, the head breached the ring, popping inside with a sudden give. Father Andre let out a deep moan, his body tensing then relaxing, pushing back to encourage more.