On the faces of your two celebrants.

You could feel your own end coming, and pulled free of Marianne's soft folds. "On your knees, both of you." The acolyte recovered quickly, and practically dragged Marianne up before you. She wrapped an arm around the dainty student's waist and pulled her into a passionate kiss, tongues intertwining, breasts pressed together in an erotic display. She grabs Marianne's hair and twists her to face you, cheek to cheek. "Cover us in your blessing sir! Wash our sin with your seed!"

The intensity of the moment leaves you little choice, and you immediately cum over their beautiful faces. The dazed and blissful Marianne and the lusty blonde acolyte catching pump after pump of your semen. Globs of it drip from their open mouths down onto their tits and thighs. The two women moaning under the rain of your orgasm, fingering each others slits.

You collapse onto the bench behind you, as the women proceed to lap your cum off of one another, mingling with deep kisses and rubbing the sticky substance across each others breasts and bodies.

Finally, as the erotic scene comes to an end, you find your voice in the dim light. "Marianne, consider this penitence complete, though you should return to confession any time you feel dirty and sinful."

"Of course professor" she answered demurely, apparently she recognized you even in the shadows, not that you had much reason to worry after what the three of you had just done. "I look forward to receiving your blessing again." She looped a finger through a drop of semen and licked it off her finger.

"And you," you addressed the lusty acolyte "have definitely earned the favor of the goddess. What is your name?"

"Aeri my lord, and I will be always at your service." She bowed her head, perky beasts brushing against Marianne's nipples.

"Very well Aeri, help miss Edmund here get cleaned up and make sure she gets back to her bedroom safely." She nodded enthusiastically, and pulled a small towel out from beneath the confessional bench, while the overwhelmed young woman lay there breathing slowly. You had a feeling young Aeri might have more planned than simply walking her home. You smiled to yourself as you adjusted your cloak and stepped out of the confessional, headed back to your own bedroom to sleep.