The Pious Priest's Sinful Collection - Chapter 24 🔞
From beyond the door, someone’s voice called out for Cardinal Theodore. Daphne’s stomach clenched and quivered.
Then, after a brief pause, Theodore’s tongue began to probe her hole again.
Flick, flick, flick.
“…Uh, hngh.”
Knock, knock.
“Hhht… ugh, mmph…!”
Clamping her lips shut to keep any sound from escaping, Daphne felt like she was about to lose her mind. Between her stifled moans, the wet, squelching sound echoed all the louder.
‘Please.’
Daphne’s limbs shook and her stomach tightened, and she thought she heard a rumbling voice, but her attention was too focused on the door to notice.
‘Please just go away…!’
The person on the other side of the door gave up when they didn’t hear anyone tell them to come inside and stopped knocking. It wasn’t until the footsteps were far enough away that the knot in her throat loosened a little.
Thank goodness.
She’d been so nervous that someone would come in.
With the release of tension, her tight vxgxnal walls slackened, and Theodore, not missing a beat, began to bob his head back and forth as he pressed the bridge of his nose against her clxtoris.
“…Hah!”
Electrified with pleasure, she held onto Theodore. As if it were a lifeline, she wrapped her arms and thighs around the small head beneath her skirt — an instinctive move, underpinned by a feeble calculation that at least this way, he wouldn’t be able to move his head back and forth.
But Theodore’s tongue teasing didn’t end there.
Even as Daphne grabbed his head, he rubbed the bridge of his nose against her clxtoris, squeezing it hard, while his tongue made large circles to stretch her twitching flesh. Daphne’s vision turned white.
“…Mmmm!”
Eventually, her thighs, which were unusually plump for her skinny frame, quivered. A large amount of her juices spurted out, running down Theodore’s chin as he clutched her thighs tightly.
Slurp. Theodore sucked in the flood of juices like life-giving water. He lapped up the sticky nectar inside her. When he pulled his tongue out to lap up, what he couldn’t drink dripped to the floor.
As he pulled his head out of her skirt, Daphne’s body slid onto the bookshelf. Before she knew it, her underwear was dangling from Theodore’s fingers.
“Haah…”
He let out a heavy breath and licked the corner of his mouth with the tip of his tongue. When he wiped his chin with his thumb, his fingers were immediately clean.
“Hmmm…”
Daphne’s face grew hot. The man’s firm jawline and the entire lower half of his face was glistening with a sheen of clear fluid.
How could anyone be faithful when they saw such a noble face drenched in their own juices? Daphne bit the inside of her mouth as something inside her surged uncontrollably.
At a glance, her flushed face could be mistaken for one reddened by shame, so Theodore silently wiped the corner of his mouth with his sleeve. The space between her spread legs only turned a little red, but was no longer trickling sweet nectar in its excitement.
“That’s it. That’s enough for today…”
Rising to his feet, Theodore stiffened, and then fell silent at the sight of her dripping hole.
“…Even after you gave me so much to drink, you’re still not satisfied.”
He muttered softly, then grabbed one of Daphne’s thighs again just as he was about to let go. With his other hand, he stuck his middle and ring fingers together and jabbed them into her hole.
“Hnnk…!”
Daphne’s neck jerked back from the sudden thrust. She gasped as two thick fingers entered her, and the force of the back-and-forth thrusts rocked her body and sent her crashing into the bookshelf. The books began to jostle off the shelves.
“Hngh, hic! Yes, ah, ye — ah! I c-ca— ah!”
“Shh…”
Theodore held Daphne’s hips tightly as she groaned. Even though he had loosened her with his tongue, her insides were still so tight that even his two fingers were struggling to slide all the way in.
Frowning at the sticky lining, he flexed his middle and ring fingers to scrape the pooled juices from the inside. As if that wasn’t enough, he grabbed the back of her knees, spread them apart, and shoved his face into the hole again. The dirty sounds of his slurping echoed throughout the office.
“Hah, aah, mmm! Ugh, hnnn…!”
She was going crazy. It was hard enough to stand the thick fingers probing her hole, but the sound of him insistently lapping up her juices, determined not to miss a single drop, made Daphne feel like her eardrums were being violated.
She was frightened.
Was it normal to experience such overwhelming sensations?
