Chapter 4 

Sophia’s POV

I stood there on shaky legs in the prayer room with my skirt still bunched up and my pussy dripping down my thighs from everything we had done. 

My whole body felt like it was on fire and stopping now seemed impossible. 

Father Damien had just pulled out of my mouth and fixed my clothes but my cunt kept clenching and aching so bad I could barely think straight.

“Father please do not send me away yet,” I begged, grabbing onto his cassock with both hands, my voice coming out all desperate and whiny. 

“I feel so hot inside my pussy is throbbing and leaking everywhere...