The Pious Priest's Sinful Collection - Chapter 25 🔞
Her mouth tingled with every dirty sound he made as he drank in the juices oozing from her pxssy.
He had probed her with his tongue and now his fingers, and so she quivered in anticipation of what she expected to come next — his cxck. Even from the outline, she could tell it was both magnificent and devastating. Just from its size, the real thing threatened to bring her more ecstasy than the ivory imitation.
As the gurgling sound of lapping intensified, her body was turned on to the point of embarrassment. Her body trembled with fear and excitement.
Unbidden to her, her hips moved without her realizing, and so with all the self-control she could muster, she forced herself to slide off Theodore. She scrambled to her feet and clung to the bookshelf.
Thud.
“…!”
The books that jostled inside the shelves crashed down on top of her. Startled, Daphne turned her head.
‘They’re falling!’
These were thick tomes. If she were hit by one, she would surely bleed. But no matter how much she waited, the pain never came.
‘…Huh? Why doesn’t it hurt?’”
Daphne slowly opened her eyes. She could see the books floating in the air. Theodore had shielded her with his divine power.
“Tsk.”
He clicked his tongue as he rose to his feet, his fingers still pressed against Daphne’s hole. Theodore swept the floating books to the floor and wrapped his free hand around the small of Daphne’s back.
“Put your arms around me.”
“Ah, huh…what?”
“I told you to wrap them around my neck if you don’t want to fall.”
“Oh!”
As he got up, Daphne, who was lifted up by her crxtch, instinctively hung on to Theodore’s neck.
As her legs floated in the air, her hole tightened. Theodore let out a groan as her inner walls clung to his fingers.
Wrapping one arm around Daphne’s waist and a*s, he began thrusting into her hole, fast and hard.
“Ahh…!”
Schlick, schlick, schlick. As his thick fingers mercilessly stroked her squelching inner walls, Daphne felt fireworks explode before her eyes. As he repeatedly struck her sweet spot, her insides convulsed, threatening to spill yet again. Daphne couldn’t help herself — drool trickled out of her parted lips.
‘I’m losing my mind.’
Between her flashing vision and her shaking body, the sound of water splashing randomly and her moans filled her eardrums.
The thought of that sound reaching Cardinal Theodore was enough to make her shudder with shame. But even more maddening than that, she realized, was the fact that she couldn’t get enough of him.
She wanted something other than his fingers inside her — something bigger, longer, and harder.
Before she knew it, she was rubbing herself against the thick rod that had been poking her against her stomach since a while ago. Now, she didn’t even bother holding back her moans.
“Hmm…!”
Theodore groaned as his erxct cxck rubbed against the layers of fabric.
That was it. This much stimulation would be hard for him to resist. It was bad enough that she was the only one half-naked, but it was nice to have him react this way.
Daphne smiled with satisfaction and wrapped her legs around his waist.
Bam!
“…Huh?!”
Just as Daphne was about to cling to him like a cicada, Theodore pulled his hand from inside her and shook her off. Daphne, who had fallen from him in an instant, barely managed to lean against the bookshelf, trembling like a newborn fawn.
She raised her head with a bewildered expression and saw Theodore, his ears burning red as he spoke.
“You should head back.”
“Um… alright?”
“I think that’s enough for today.”
Turning on his heel, Theodore headed for his desk in the middle of the office. When he sat down and began to look through the papers with a suddenly calm face, Daphne was dumbfounded.
‘No, really? He’s going to stop there?’
Her eyes caught a glimpse of the outline of his cxck peeking through his black cassock.
‘How can he work in that condition?’
He got her so hot and bothered, lapping her up down there and now he was just leaving her like this?
