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stood, her superb breasts proud and naked in front of the small congregation of women. Never had she felt so very exposed, and she blushed continuously.
The Reverend Pike paused to watch the embarrassed, slightly awkward movements she made, the contours of her voluptuous body increasingly arousing the licentious excitement within him. In his debauched lifetime, he had never laid eyes on such perfect breasts... so pointed, full and erect, such erotic, pleasure-filled hips, such exquisite, perfectly formed thighs and legs... all these plus a face truly meant to excite the passions of a saint. Ah, that rosebud mouth, those small but sensuous lips, those serious grey eyes... what a rare, rare gem he had been granted! And how prettily she blushed!
“Let the Supplicant kneel and assume the position!”
Kate frowned in consternation, but she had no choice but to obey, and she knelt on the soft leather, her head pushed down by gently manoeuvring hands until she was helplessly thrusting her buttocks into the air behind her. She sensed the old man approach the prie-dieu and waited nervously.
“Handmaidens,” he said commandingly, “lift the Supplicant’s apron!”
Kate felt the two Handmaidens lift and fold back the little kilt so that her buttocks were completely exposed. This was the Reverend Pike, she thought bitterly, the man she had hoped would bring her comfort, spiritual advice and peace of mind.
Alice Fordham had betrayed her!
Pike knelt behind the naked young governess; the two Handmaidens tending to him parted his robes, and his erect, heavy cock heaved massively into view, pointing towards the crinkled, tan ring of Kate’s anus so lusciously displayed to him between the full rounded spheres of her splayed buttocks. He leaned forward, probing his saliva-wet tongue upward from the moist flanges of her cunt-mouth, along the spread crevice to her tiny prune-wrinkled, hairless anus where he tried to penetrate with its stiffened tip, but the sphincter was too snug, too tight, and instead, he accomplished his main purpose… to lubricate it well.
Only Kate’s eyes betrayed her, wide and staring straight ahead as she struggled to understand why she hadn’t leapt to her feet to run as hard as she could through the door of the church.
Then, he raised, and taunted her cunt with the violent purple head of his prick, the foreskin peeled well back, until her whimpers drifted back to him. He insinuated its head between the moist split of her lips to gently tease her clitoris, and she commenced to moan incessantly and her cunt suddenly began to lubricate copiously. Her eyes half closed and her mouth fell open in pleasure.
Finally, he introduced the colossal, spongy glans into the viscous coated channel, never stopping, but continuing a constant penetration until its entirety was submerged in slow, tormenting inches into the very depths of her belly, and the half-dozen times she was about to cry out she held herself, not knowing why, only realizing that this devastating, constant plunge into her entrails was what she wanted, what she so desperately needed.
The massive head of this invading monster was slowly slipping into one of her body’s deepest cavities… and she wanted it so. Suddenly, her own hand slipped between her thighs and spreading the soft curls of her pubic hair, caressed the erect bud of her throbbing clitoris. It caressed, stroked and taunted the already passion-inflamed nubbin as it pulsated lasciviously between her open legs.
Dear God, I want to die with this in me! thought Kate.
The Reverend Pike slowly withdrew his massive, hardened cock. He raised it until its unseeing eye was level with her hairless, puckered anus. He might have prepared it better by stretching it with his fingers, he thought wistfully, but some pleasures were better unannounced.
He doubted that she realized he was penetrating her brown star at first try. And then, she must have felt it prodding and working against her tight anus.
The Reverend Pike paused to watch the embarrassed, slightly awkward movements she made, the contours of her voluptuous body increasingly arousing the licentious excitement within him. In his debauched lifetime, he had never laid eyes on such perfect breasts... so pointed, full and erect, such erotic, pleasure-filled hips, such exquisite, perfectly formed thighs and legs... all these plus a face truly meant to excite the passions of a saint. Ah, that rosebud mouth, those small but sensuous lips, those serious grey eyes... what a rare, rare gem he had been granted! And how prettily she blushed!
“Let the Supplicant kneel and assume the position!”
Kate frowned in consternation, but she had no choice but to obey, and she knelt on the soft leather, her head pushed down by gently manoeuvring hands until she was helplessly thrusting her buttocks into the air behind her. She sensed the old man approach the prie-dieu and waited nervously.
“Handmaidens,” he said commandingly, “lift the Supplicant’s apron!”
Kate felt the two Handmaidens lift and fold back the little kilt so that her buttocks were completely exposed. This was the Reverend Pike, she thought bitterly, the man she had hoped would bring her comfort, spiritual advice and peace of mind.
Alice Fordham had betrayed her!
Pike knelt behind the naked young governess; the two Handmaidens tending to him parted his robes, and his erect, heavy cock heaved massively into view, pointing towards the crinkled, tan ring of Kate’s anus so lusciously displayed to him between the full rounded spheres of her splayed buttocks. He leaned forward, probing his saliva-wet tongue upward from the moist flanges of her cunt-mouth, along the spread crevice to her tiny prune-wrinkled, hairless anus where he tried to penetrate with its stiffened tip, but the sphincter was too snug, too tight, and instead, he accomplished his main purpose… to lubricate it well.
Only Kate’s eyes betrayed her, wide and staring straight ahead as she struggled to understand why she hadn’t leapt to her feet to run as hard as she could through the door of the church.
Then, he raised, and taunted her cunt with the violent purple head of his prick, the foreskin peeled well back, until her whimpers drifted back to him. He insinuated its head between the moist split of her lips to gently tease her clitoris, and she commenced to moan incessantly and her cunt suddenly began to lubricate copiously. Her eyes half closed and her mouth fell open in pleasure.
Finally, he introduced the colossal, spongy glans into the viscous coated channel, never stopping, but continuing a constant penetration until its entirety was submerged in slow, tormenting inches into the very depths of her belly, and the half-dozen times she was about to cry out she held herself, not knowing why, only realizing that this devastating, constant plunge into her entrails was what she wanted, what she so desperately needed.
The massive head of this invading monster was slowly slipping into one of her body’s deepest cavities… and she wanted it so. Suddenly, her own hand slipped between her thighs and spreading the soft curls of her pubic hair, caressed the erect bud of her throbbing clitoris. It caressed, stroked and taunted the already passion-inflamed nubbin as it pulsated lasciviously between her open legs.
Dear God, I want to die with this in me! thought Kate.
The Reverend Pike slowly withdrew his massive, hardened cock. He raised it until its unseeing eye was level with her hairless, puckered anus. He might have prepared it better by stretching it with his fingers, he thought wistfully, but some pleasures were better unannounced.
He doubted that she realized he was penetrating her brown star at first try. And then, she must have felt it prodding and working against her tight anus.
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