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Click hereMary screamed against his hand, the cords of her neck standing out as she flung her head back against the arm of the couch. Her legs clamped shut on Father Kirk’s hand as the orgasm pulsated through her vagina and belly and down the muscles in her legs. She arched upwards, bowing her back and pressing her bottom against his rigid, throbbing cock. She felt the juices gush out of her vagina and onto his hands soaking his robes beneath her, soaking his cock. It seemed to last forever and when it was over, Mary blacked out, her body going limp.
I have to say the constant misspelling of the word massage took me back several times. Misspellings have a way of distracting. Can keep you from getting sucked into an otherwise delicious story!
I agree with the previous comments! Very well-written. Vivid and enticing! I am excited to read the next chapter! Thank you!