It was the most beautiful sight I’d ever seen.

With each thrust I pinched at myself until I felt another orgasm just out of reach.

There was no denying that Father Hamilton was shining with a strange and bright white light now, I had to close my eyes against it, beautiful or not.

The light shone through my eyelids, filtering through the thin barrier and ending up a reddish brown to my closed eyes and still his majestic cock sawed in and out of me at a feverish pace.

My body strained for the promised pleasure, so close now, and I ceased being a passive partner in the sex. My...