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Chapter 57

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Marigold learns to swallow.

Pastor Michael fell back against the steel double doors of the elevator. He was out of breath and red in the face. His fervent dedication to purifying Marigold was clear, and for that, she loved him as dearly as she had ever loved any member of their church community. He just cared so much for each and every member of his flock.

Marigold, too, was breathing heavily. She was basking in the warmth of Pastor Michael's hot semen, all over her face and her body. She could feel it dripping between her tits and sliding down her body. She could taste it all over her tongue. When Horny Harry had blasted his cum all over her, she had known right away that she had done something wrong and sinful, but thanks to Pastor Michael, she had been able to retake that moment with something pure and holy. His cum on her face was like a glass of cool water, cleaning her and preparing her for the rest of her day.

Marigold gulped. The Reverend had left a lot of cum in her mouth, and she swallowed it gratefully. She could feel it slide down her throat and she felt even better than she had before. This was the very meaning of forgiveness, Marigold knew it.

Once all of the white jizz in her mouth was down her throat, Marigold opened it again to show her Pastor that she had swallowed it for him. "See?" she said, her breathing still a bit ragged. "Thank you for forgiving me, Pastor Michael. You're such a good man."

Pastor Michael looked like he was still recovering. His thing was softening, still hanging out of his pants, and Marigold could see a little drop of white stuff hanging from the very tip.

"D-do," she said, a little unsure of what she was saying. "Do you want me to clean that up for you?"

Pastor Michael nodded, but didn't say a word.

Marigold crawled over to where the Reverend was standing and lowered her mouth to his tip. She took the bulbous head between her lips and sucked it gently, tasting the last of his purifying seed on her tongue. Based on the sound that came from him, she knew that she had done the right thing once again.

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