Chapter 115 Cock In My Mouth
Saliva dripped down my chin as I struggled to keep up with both priests' rhythm.
Father Micheal growled low in his throat, "His mouth looks like heaven... Look at that tongue," he praised as I swirled my tongue around Father Baron's sensitive head. "And this fucking sweet ass..." he added, slamming into me with forceful strokes intended to make me cry out.
"Mmph! Nnnngh!" I moaned loudly around Father Baron's dick, my body convulsing with pleasure as Father Micheal hit my sensitive spot over and over again. I could feel their thick, hard manhoods stretching me to my limits, filling me completely.
Father Baron suddenly grabbed my head with both hands, holding me still as he began to fuck my mouth vigorously. His heavy balls slapped against my chin with each thrust while Father Micheal matched his pace, drilling into my ass with equal ferocity. The room echoed with the sounds of our labored breathing and wet, squelching noises.
My eyes watered as Father Baron used my mouth roughly, his cock hitting the back of my throat repeatedly. Father Micheal's fingers dug into my hips hard enough to bruise as he pounded into my ass brutally. I was being used by two priests simultaneously, my holes stuffed full of their cock.
Suddenly, Father Baron let out a deep groan and I felt his cock swell in my mouth. He came hard, pumping thick ropes of cum down my throat while Father Micheal continued to fuck my ass relentlessly. The taste of Father Baron's release filled my mouth as I swallowed desperately to keep up.
Meanwhile, Father Micheal hissed suddenly, his hips slamming into me with a final, powerful thrust as he too reached his peak.
"Fuck," he cursed softly, his large cock unloading inside my ass, filling me with his hot, sticky cum.
The whole room smelled like sweat and sex.
Father Baron pulled out of my mouth slowly, looking down at me with a mixture of shock and satisfaction.
He ran a hand through his disheveled hair, trying to process what had just happened. "Holy Mother of God..." he whispered under his breath, still catching his breath.
Father Micheal chuckled softly behind me, pulling out of my ass just as slowly. "You'd think after twenty-five years of celibacy, we'd have more self-control," he teased lightly, looking at Father Baron's flushed face..
Oh fuck. I couldn't believe it. I had just had sex with the one man I never thought I would get in this position. And even better, I had experienced one of my greatest fantasies. Being caught and used by another person.
I still lay slumped over the desk, my chest heaving and cum dripping down my thighs.
Father Micheal smirked at Father Baron's stunned expression, his still-hard cock twitching slightly.
"On your knees, Father Baron. It's your turn to taste holy sacrament," he commanded, his voice low and authoritative. “punishment for walking in on your superior.”
Father Baron looked confused, scared even. “I don't think —”
“I'm not asking.”
My day just kept getting better.