Chapter 5
Sophia’s POV
“Father please don’t pull out yet I can still feel your c*m leaking down my thighs and my holes won’t stop clenching I need more,” I begged, my voice all shaky and hoarse as I stayed bent over the altar table with my cheek smashed against the smooth wood and my ass pushed up high like an offering.
My legs trembled so bad I could barely keep them straight and every little shift made fresh globs of his thick load drip out of my stretched p***y and slide down my skin making me feel even filthier.
Father Damien ran his rough palm over my ass cheek and squeezed hard enough that I whimpered his fingers digging into the soft flesh while he gathered some of the c*m that was still oozing from me.
“Look at this greedy little cunt still trying to keep my seed inside. B
