She sucks his cock

Father Paul could not believe his luck, he got to see this beautiful young girl naked and he would be the one who takes her virginity.

He took off his robes, his 8 inch fat cock was now throbbing, and he had a huge grin on his face. He stood up and walked over to Linda.

"Now, I'm going to teach you how to pleasure God," the priest said, a devious smile on his face.

"Kneel down before me!" He commanded her.

She felt ashamed kneeling naked in front of the ugly priest, but did what he told, believing this was what she has to do for God and Jake.

"Now take my cock in your mouth!" He ordered her.

She did as she was told, and took his huge cock in her mouth. She found it humiliating and disguting. His cock tasted like sweat. He was huge and she was barely able to take half of his 8 inch long cock in her mouth.

As Father Paul's hands grasped the sides of Linda's head, his bony fingers digging gently into her golden locks, he began to face-fuck her with slow, deliberate thrusts. His cock slid effortlessly in and out of her mouth, the wet sounds of her sucking and slurping filling the small, dimly lit room. Linda's full, pouty lips were stretched taut around his girth, her cheeks hollowing out as she struggled to accommodate his massive erection.

Despite the initial revulsion she had felt, Linda found herself becoming increasingly aroused by the act.

As she bobbed her head up and down, Linda's thoughts swirled in confusion. She couldn't understand why the sensations coursing through her body were growing stronger, why her nipples were hardening, and why her panties were dampening with arousal. It didn't make sense - Father Paul was repulsive, his wrinkled skin and crooked teeth a far cry from the handsome features she'd always dreamed of in a partner. But somehow, the act itself was awakening a primal response within her, a response she couldn't control.

As Father Paul's grip on Linda's head tightened, he suddenly pulled back, his cock slipping out of her mouth with a soft pop. Linda's eyes widened in surprise, her chest heaving with exertion as she gasped for air. She looked up at Father Paul, her gaze meeting his intense stare.

"Get on the bed," Father Paul commanded, his voice husky with desire. Linda's eyes locked onto his, her gaze searching for reassurance. Despite the revulsion she felt towards his appearance, she trusted him implicitly, believing that he held the key to her spiritual enlightenment.