later.

Father Luke steps inside the tiny space, cassock already unbuttoned and hanging open, cock jutting out thick and angry-red, a thick bead of precum rolling down the head.

He drops to his knees in front of me, shoves my thighs wider, and replaces my fingers with his mouth in one brutal, perfect motion.

I scream quiet, choked as

his tongue spears inside me, fucking me with it, lapping up every drop of the fantasy I just fed him.

He eats me like a man possessed, beard scraping my thighs raw, nose grinding against my clit, two thick fingers plunging in alongside his tongue until I come so hard my...