I lay completely exposed on the cold marble altar, my back pressed against the sacred stone as Father Elias stood between my widely spread legs. My short black dress was bunched uselessly around my waist, my heavy breasts spilled out and marked with red spots from his rough hands, and my smooth, shaved p***y was swollen, dripping, and already leaking his precum. I felt like the ultimate sacrifice.. a sinful young woman offering herself on the holy altar.
Father Elias looked down at me with dark, burning eyes. His black cassock hung open, revealing his powerful, muscular chest and his enormous c**k, thick and veiny, still glistening from my throat. He slowly rubbed the fat, swollen head up and down my creamy slit, teasing my entrance and mixing his precum with my juices.
“Look at you,” h
