Let the power of Christ compel you!

“Kneel my childe and let us pray.”

“Yes Father.” You slide down rubbing your hands along the older man’s chest as your breasts spread wide, accepting his large organ between the valley of their flesh. You continue to press your breasts along his length for several more seconds before finally dropping to your knees. His significant length pushes lewdly against your face as you fold your hands in prayer.

“We are gathered here today to thank the many blessings you have endowed on this lovely young woman. Her beautiful bountiful breasts which stand high and proud upon her slim and slender chest. Her plush pouting ruby red lips that accentuate her gloriously and glamorous profile. Thank you for giving young Miss Joy here the most succulent and extravagant ass any person could ever ask for. Finally, thank you my Lord for the providing her with one of the most hypnotically enchanting pussies I have ever lain eyes upon. In these things, I praise! AMEN!”

“AMEN!”

“Now my dear, arise and face the day anew. Clear of guilt and clear of sin.”

“Wow Father Robertson, there was a lot of meaning behind those words.”

“Yes my childe. Now I believe it is time, in God’s loving grace, to perform the duties the Lord has given Man since the beginning of time. Please Joy, put your hands on the wall behind you and push your ass out toward me.”

You follow the Father’s request making sure to spread your legs to allow easy access to both your tiny puckered hole, along with your quivering pussy lips. “Like this?”

“Exactly my dear girl… exactly.” Father Robertson stated pulling your pajama bottoms down your thighs to your knees.

You can feel the old pervert rubbing his king sized dick along the length of your slit gathering some of your lubrication before positioning its angry purple head at your entrance. In one fell swoop the aged minister of God embeds several inches of his hardened member deep into your wanton sex.

Lewd slurping noises fill the air as the decrepit man extracts his heavenly monster until only its bulbous tip remains entrenched within your glistening pink folds. His wrinkled hands grasp hold of your wide hips before thrusting all of his magnificent meat deep inside your juicy velvet tunnel, making you grunt with an animalistic disposition. Again and again he would use long hard strokes making your breasts jiggle wickedly and your ass bounce naughtily with no end in sight. Every time he unsheathed his sword from deep within your pussy it would produce magnanimously obscene amounts of your sweet nectars, which would promptly stream from your womanhood to the floor and along your inner thighs.

“Oh my God Father! I’m going to cum Father Robertson!” You cry as your fingers find your tiny nub and begin to rub one out.

“Let the power of Christ compel you my childe! Let the power of Christ compel you!” The old bastard urges as his thrusts become more fierce.

“Oh God! Oh God! YES! YES! YES! FUCK ME!!!” You scream as you explode over his huge girth sucking and milking the man for all you are worth.

Father Robertson on the other hand continues to stroke his pole in and out of your well lubricated pussy as it openly leaks your slimy juices to the floor below you. As your orgasm takes control of you, you can do nothing to stop the sex crazed maniac. His thrusting becomea so hard that you are literally lifted off your feet and knocked to the ground. You can’t help but feel respect and some genuine attraction toward the older man’s vigor and skill.

“Are you ready to continue my dear?” The horny old man asks as your breath finally returns to normal.

You can’t help but let out a small schoolgirl giggle.