For years, he had lusted after the whorish parishioners of Our Lady Queen of Heaven, the church he ran in Pingree Grove, Illinois, a small town outsid... of Chicago. Their filthy, harlot bodies always inflamed his lusts, and the way they would confess their sexual sins would make him throb beneath his cassock.The things he heard. The young ones engaging in premarital sex and sometimes even homosexuality, kissing and sucking and licking on their girlfriends while drunk at a party. The older ones. She began to move her soft hand slowly up and down my shaft. Slowly, then faster, then slower again. She did this with her little soft hand for a few minutes. It felt so good and I knew I was starting to get close from all of her light touching. I told her to hold my balls with her other hand and it would make me shoot sooner. Heather propped up the phone’s light so it lit up my cock. I asked what she was doing? She said that she has never seen the stuff shoot out of a man’s thing before (her. I was never more humiliated- or so I thought. All of the sudden I heard someone say- Holy Shit!I looked up to see a man had come up the path and was now watching the scene in front of him. I would have asked for help except the guy was standing there with his cock in his hand, jerking off while he watched me get fucked by this huge black dog. He told me I was such a slut as he walked up to my head and jerked my head back and told me to suck his cock. I told him no fucking way- but he. . I think he was the fourth ... no, maybe the fifth cock ... that you were nice enough to let me fuck, master. I think he's a basketball player, I... ohh ... I think I recognized him ... his cock was so big and thick, I thought he'd split my pussy open, but it felt so good..." I know," Benedict said. "That was so hot, watching you with him. Taking that cock of his, so deep inside you ... and then letting his girlfriend clean out that sloppy cunt of yours after he came inside you... so hot." He.