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Click hereFinally he said, "I want you to say 10 Hail Mary's and 10 Our Father's."
"Yes, Father." I replied submissively, the power dynamic between us turning me on.
"... We can re-visit your sins in your next confession."
"Yes, Father."
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The drive home seemed to take ages. My mother was in a good mood, and so was I. There was a new heat between my legs that needed to be attended to promptly.
Once we got back to our house, I immediately headed for my room.
I locked my bedroom door behind me and hurriedly took the dildo from my bedside drawer.
As I lay on my bed, easing the first few inches into my extremely wet pussy, I thought only about Father O'Connor. Was he somewhere now, jerking his cock, fantasizing about me?
Mmmmmmm...
I certainly fucking hoped so.
The dildo filled my pussy up and I shuddered with pent-up desire. Oh God! It felt so fucking goooood!
As I worked it in and out of my pussy, I thought about sucking Father O'Connor's dick while he listened to the confessions of his parishioners. My eyes rolled back in my head and my mouth fell open as I enjoyed another mind-blowing orgasm. I writhed and bucked on my bed, panting like a wild animal.
"OH JESUS! OH GOD!!! FUCK ME!!!" I moaned, surrendering completely to my whore nature.
I couldn't fucking wait til next Sunday...
Unbearable_Desire, It's been two years of penance as we all humbly wait for this delightful nymph to return with the continued confession of her soulful longings for orgasmic release of her tortured soul, probing deeply between her smooth young thighs, hoping that her confessor will give her ultimate forgiveness by showing her the ultimate pleasure of copulating with a godly man on a weekly basis.
Please deliver her of her tortured needs for confession by relating her continued debauchery here in Part 2.
Nighthawk bestowing kindly utterances of appreciation!
I can only convey inadequate gratitude to such a loquacious and virile aficionado.
May your Father forgive you for you know exactly what you're doing, sharing the lurid lust stories of a licentious teenaged nymph for the vicarious pleasure of the hordes of Literoticists who flock to read your graphic words to be able to imagine the active scenes of the copulating participants.