She felt the unmistakable sting of strips of leather as the flogger introduced itself to her body. There was no time to grasp in her mind what was hap...ening to her. All her brain allowed her to do was to translate the energy from the leather hitting her into vocalisations of pain escaping her lips. She couldn’t control the noise that developed from deep within her chest as the third and final implement was unleashed. This was him. She just knew it. The feel of the cane against her ass just. «Don’t you believe what I’m saying? Do you want me to prove it to you?»If I hadn’t a stroke that moment was because my heart might be able to bear anything, I would say.She went on: «My workday is almost over. In a couple of minutes, ask me loudly where the toilet is, ignore my instructions and then go straight down the corridor. Open the second door on the left and go in when nobody’s looking. There’s a changing room for the female barmaids only and my colleague won’t be here before midday.»I. My pussy lips were swollen as I thought about him and I was soaking wet with anticipation. Remembering my orders, I got naked and then I put on a large T shirt that covered me down to my knees and I opened my door and knocked on his door. In less than a minute, he opened the door and I entered and took off my shirt and fell to my knees. He came at me fully hard and I sucked him, or rather he fucked my mouth while pulling my hair to get more and more of his cock in my throat. I gagged a lot but. "Oh, yes, Sister." he said as he hefted the juicy weight of the soft, heavy fleshbag. "It is good that you feel that way, you know. God understands it when it's between a man and a woman."The timourous young woman reluctantly moved his hand lower across the convex bulge of her belly to the profuse thatch of curly hair that crowned her prominent mons. She was very apprehensive, now. Even more than at first. She could tell that her priest's tender touch had made her wet down there and she was.