Chapter 114 THERESOME WITH THE REVERENDS 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️
WILL'S POV
My heart was pounding loudly. The new Father didn't say anything. Didn't even move.
“Ohㅡ” He finally stuttered, the sound raw and choked.
Father Micheal behind me continued pressing forward after a second, clearly not minding the fact that we had an audience.
Was he out of his mind?
I immediately tried to stand up but his heavy hand pressed against the side of my face, forcing me back down on the table.
“Mphm!” I groaned, taken aback by his sudden actions.
“Shut the door, Father Baron. Don't just stand there.” Father Micheal grunted, his dick sliding into me after a tight resistance.
I groaned, teeth scraping against the edge of the table as I tried to hold on to something. “Oh God…”
Father Baron still remained rooted to the spot for a second but he slowly moved, shutting the door with trembling hands. “Father Micheal…”
Father Micheal was now fully buried in me, breathing heavily as he tried to get used to the feel of my tight muscles clenching around his dick. “Get over here, Father Baron. It's an order, surely you wouldn't dare to disobey your superior. Get over here and fuck his pretty mouth.”
My eyes widened and my dick ached painfully.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
Father Baron's eyes widened at Father Micheal's command, but he slowly moved towards us, his hands shaking.
He stood next to Father Micheal, looking down at me with a mix of shock and desire in his eyes. "Open your mouth," he ordered softly, his voice trembling slightly.
What?
My eyes rolled to the back of my head and I groaned, barely watching as he pulled up his cassocks.
Was he being serious? He wasn't even protesting.
"Part your lips," Father Baron repeated, his eyes dropping to my mouth.
Father Micheal began to slowly thrust inside me, his hands gripping my hips tightly as he watched his colleague approach my face.
The room was silent except for our heavy breathing and the wet sounds of Father Micheal fucking me.
I couldn't believe this was happening. Two priests were about to use both of my holes at the same time. Father Micheal's thick cock was stretching me open and Father Baron was going to fuck my mouth. I should have been embarrassed or shocked, but instead I felt incredibly turned on.
"Open," Father Baron repeated more firmly, his hand coming up to gently tilt my chin up.
I parted my lips obediently, looking up at him with wide eyes. He looked down at me for a moment before slowly guiding his hard cock into my open mouth.
"Suck," he instructed softly, beginning to slowly thrust his hips.
I started sucking Father Baron's cock eagerly, my eyes rolling back as Father Micheal continued to pound into my ass from behind.
The feeling of both holes being filled simultaneously was overwhelming and mind-blowing.
Father Micheal's hands gripped my hips tightly as he fucked me deeper and harder.
"Mmmph!" I muffled around Father Baron's dick as Father Micheal hit my prostate perfectly, sending sparks of pleasure through my body.
Father Baron groaned softly, his hips picking up speed as he started face-fucking me harder.
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.