Hiding was the only option. The headlights outside belonged to my mother’s car—I recognized the familiar rattle of the engine. Father Elias’s eyes flashed with a dangerous mix of panic and raw, unfiltered lust as he grabbed my arm and dragged me toward the small sacristy room behind the altar, his thick c*m still leaking from my freshly f****d asshole and p***y.
“Quiet, you filthy w***e,” he hissed, locking the door behind us. The small room was dimly lit by a single candle, filled with vestments, chalices, and holy relics. The scent of incense mixed with the pungent smell of our s*x. “Your mother is here. If she finds us, we’re ruined. But I’m not done using my stepdaughter’s depraved holes yet.”
I was still trembling from the intense altar f*****g, my legs weak, c*m dripping down my th
