Of course not. Bria convinces the priestess to beg for a thick load deep inside her.

Monica laid back on the couch and opened her legs.

'She promised,' Monica kept telling herself. 'She promised.'

If only she knew how many accidents happened around women Bria bedded, but that was neither here nor there. The notion never even struck Monica to ask about her many partners, and Bria wasn't about to throw away this one opportunity to mark something so holy with her seed.

'She promised.'

Bria rests her knees on the couch and pushes herself into Monica's warm sex, her cock nesting inside and appreciating that her first day didn't go without it. Monica voice gave out a low moan, before more slipped out as Bria began to move.

'Thank you, Goddess,' Monica silently praises her matron, feeling Bria stretch and satiate every inch that massaged her. 'Thank you, thank you...'

She wrapped her arms around Bria and pulled her in for a hug. It felt incredible. The tall futa was so gentle and big, and Monica could feel how much her pleasure meant to Bria.

'What a hopeless romantic,' Bria thought. 'She wants intimacy with a stranger? Someone she just met in one day, and now she is accepting me with open arms (and legs) and finding solace in my presence. I'll make sure she won't regret this moment, no matter how it ends.'

Bria was playing it nice and slow. She gauged Monica's movements and reactions, playing up her pleasure, and responding to the subtleties that made the priestess tighten her legs around her. She found Monica wanting her to kiss her more and more, and she would not let go of her, even when Bria's back was getting soar from the position.

Bria decided the sensual play was done once Monica's legs wrapped around her butt and assisting her to go faster. She switched gears, and gradually sped up her thrusts, suprised by how well the priestess was taking it.

Bria reflected on the decision to cum inside. Her balls were churning with a new wave of baby batter, but she hesitated. This wasn't going go be a 'walk in, walk out, forget the consequences' kind of tomfoolery that she was used to. She needed to have access to everyone single woman in this town, and that meant, this time, she needed them to WANT to get pregnant. Accidently pulling out late wasn't going to cut it.

And that is why, with severe frustration and discipline, Bria **** herself to stop.

"Why did you stop?" Monica asked. Her eyes begging Bria to keep going.

"Sorry, I am getting close," Bria said.

"So am I, but you can just pull out, won't you?"

Bria chuckled. "I would, but that would be playing with fire." She tapped Monica's leg with a finger.

Monica blushed.

"But you want it, don't you?" Bria teased. "More than pleasure, you love the idea of me cumming inside you right now. You want a baby so badly, don't you?"

Baby. The word echoed in Monica's head.

"If I do this, my life will be ruined."

But Bria held a reassuring smile. "What if I told you there is a way out of this?" Bria kept sliding her dick slowly in and out of Monica, but she was getting so close to finishing.

"How?"

"That, sister, is not something I can just say. You have to trust me."

Monica still moaned as the Bria moved inside her. "What...what are you saying? They will find me out once i'm pregnant!"

"I won't let anything happen to you. And if you trust me, I'll make sure you have a home for our baby."

Baby...

Monica, again, wanted to ask 'how?' But Bria's hips kept moving slowly, and she just stared into Monica's eyes. The priestess couldn't think straight. She just wanted sweet release. Her body felt numb everywhere and so closento the edge. Only the need to feel this stranger insert herself into her sacred depths remained. Her arms and legs hadn't let go and even when pregnancy meant exile, Monica could not stop herself from letting it go. Her body told the story of what she desired.

Baby. She thought again about that couple with their child on the streets. Every day was an aching pain to see families and mothers and sometimes fathers out on the streets with a little one. 'If I do this, I will get what I want. All from a person I know nothing about...'

Monica limbs tightened. "Do it," she says. "I want your baby. Knock me up!"

Bria couldn't hold herself back. She thrusted into her, feeling the swelling in her balls, tightening and clenching. She will not pass this moment for anything.

One more push, and the floodgates opened. Monica pulled Bria for another kiss. The two girls embraced and came together as wave after wave of cum spewed into Monica and directly into her fertile home.

'Oh, Goddess, bless me. It's warm. Her cum...it feels so good...'

Long after Bria came, the two remained in the same spot in silence. Monica continued rocking the futa back and forth.

"That felt so good," Monica whispered. Her eyes still were floaty.

"I bet."

"But you promised you weren't going to cum inside."

"Are you going to complain?"

Monica bit her lip and blushed. No, she wouldn't.

"You have no idea how badly I wanted a baby," Monica said. "I'm almost thirty, and I have sent so many requests. They were all denied. I even broke up with two boyfriends over this. I'm tired of it all."

"Was this everything you wanted?"

"More than you know," Monica wiped a tear from her eyes. "I should be worried that the only place I ever called home will someday send me away. Maybe I could go live with you?"

Bria chuckled. "Sorry, but we wouldn't see a lot of each other."

"That's a shame, cause I like you."

There was a heart-felt pang in Bria's chest.

"So, did you mean it? You could gaurantee me and my baby..." She stopped to smile, even cry a little. "My baby..." Monica rubbed her stomach.

As much as Bria hated making promises, she had a mission.

"It's a promise. Give me a month." Bria had no idea if this was would be considered a lie, but for now, those were the words she let slip from her lips. "But I will need something in return."

Monica smiled gleefully. "Anything."

"How many other priestesses are in need of a baby?"

Then Monica frowned. "You aren't thinking of what I think you want to do, I hope."

"No, but I was wandering if you could send me someone to talk to from your convent, someone you could trust, maybe a friend. Arrange a meeting."

"I can do that." Monica nodded.

"And tell them of your experience with me."

Monica eyes went wide. "Why?"

"Do you trust me?"

"I..."

"Do you trust me?" Bria repeated.

"I do."

"Good," Bria began pulling out, but Monica pulled her back in.

"Can we...stay like this?" Monica whispered. "I like feeling you so close to me."

Bria rolled her eyes. "Alright, but let's change position."

It was a show of restraint on Bria's part that she came only three times in the next hour. The priestess sat on top of the futa, enjoying the girl cock cowgirl style. When they rested, Moncia laid on top, sometimes slowly riding her, making Bria the one feeling teased for every inch to get buried.

Whenever Bria came inside, Bria could gathered Monica was becoming addicted to the feeling of it. This gave her an idea for later of she ever needed to influence the priestess. Also, she could tease Monica to beg for more whenever Bria restrained herself.

After the fun was over, Monica left, promising to fill her end of the bargain. Bria can only hope she wasn't thinking she would do anything to get them busted, but this was the risk she needed to take.

Bria laid back, looking at the cum-stained couch and pondered how she was going to clean this mess up. But she looked at her cock, drenched in white fluids that encompassed both her and Monica's girly juices.