Ria's POV

Pastor Elias stayed buried deep inside me, his thick cock still twitching as the last pulses of his release filled my trembling core. Warmth spread through my belly, his seed coating my inner walls in heavy, claiming spurts. I could feel it already beginning to leak out around his girth, trickling down my thighs in slow, sinful trails.

He finally pulled back, leaving me empty and aching. A soft whimper escaped my lips at the loss. He turned me around gently and lifted me onto the edge of the oak desk, spreading my legs wide so I sat facing him. My skirt was bunched uselessly around my waist,...